In thinking about Sherry and her tragic, untimely passing, my first and strongest reaction is that no, this can’t be, I want to see her again and I don’t want her to be gone. I was feeling this was pretty selfish of me, but as I dug down, I realized it was just a reflection of what a lovely, wonderful, and special person Sherry was, and how much she gave to all the communities she was part of.
Sherry was that rare person who could successfully negotiate a career in both the arts and the academy, and do so with a matter-of-fact integrity that made you know you could trust her. She presented the same self no matter where she was or who she was with. That self was super-smart, insightful, and reflective, animated by a clear commitment to inclusivity, fairness, and simply doing the right thing.
Those shouldn’t be rare qualities, but they kind of are. Sherry might claim her virtues were nothing much, but that’s yet another sign of how special she was.
Sherry did so much good work and would have gone on to do more—but there I go, getting selfish again. I knew Sherry as a colleague and friend, and I’m sure the more close you were to her, the more devastating her loss will be.
So it is up to us now, those who knew her, to honor her legacy by working clearly, cleanly, and fairly to bring the arts into people’s lives, and support people’s lives in the arts. Simply doing the right thing isn’t simple at all, but Sherry deserves no less.