Here's the day's open line.
But first an exercise of blog privilege:
I often wish the Times had an obituary section. Perhaps we might someday.
Yesterday, I got a call from a family that wanted to publish an obituary in the Times because the Democrat-Gazette just didn't seem the best surroundings for a tribute to their loved one.
So here's to Theresa Lipsmeyer, who died Wednesday. From her brother:
Theresa Lipsmeyer of Little Rock died suddenly after a brief and painful illness.
Some say it was the recent loss of her beloved dog, Scoutboy, that pushed her over the edge, others say it was the kidnapping (or dognapping) of another beloved pet, Mr. Mann (who is reportedly being held against his will by a former lover somewhere in North Little Rock).
But her family knows differently. It was fast living and hard lovin' that brought our beloved sister down. She lived life fully and went out with a smile. In her last week on this earth, she discovered she had been consumed by cancers in her liver, lungs, and bones. We hope that in those last precious moments, she became fully aware of the wealth of love and affection held for her by her family and the dozens of best friends who rushed to be by her side as she made the transition from this world to the next.
“Not a Well Woman” was her moniker and she wore it like a badge of honor, a challenge. A medical courier of late, Theresa was well known along her route on the famous Pig Trail in the Ozark Highlands. She never met a stranger and was well regarded by a host of friends and acquaintances. Those who knew her could never forget her. She was a take-no-prisoners kind of gal who lived full-throttle.
Part of the Class of 1977, Theresa was a graduate of Central High School in Little Rock, where she proudly participated in ROTC, the yearbook, and other activities best kept private. She briefly flirted with the heterosexual lifestyle, first with an astronomer named Robert and then with a biker guy named Dave (he rode a Harley and had a big smile). She was mostly single as of late, but old flames seemed to pop-up over and over.
Theresa found her true calling as a lesbian, a warrior for women’s rights and human dignity, a defender of stray dogs, and a champion of the human spirit. She had a quick and sharp wit and Theresa’s barbs and worldly observations are frequently quoted by all who knew her. They collect them, share them and swap them like rare trading cards.
Theresa was well known among many of Central Arkansas’s finest dining and drinking establishments, several of which shall dim their lights briefly in her memory on Saturday next. She was a fan of the Pittsburgh Steelers and reminds all those who bet with her last week to pay up so that she can clear her tabs.
She is survived by Judy Lipsmeyer, her mother, and Mike and Gwen Cook of Alexander, Doug and Tammy Cook of Houston, Texas, Kenneth Lipsmeyer of Ferndale, and Tony Lipsmeyer of Little Rock. Nephews and nieces include: Steve, James, Laura, Cody, Cameron, Brittany, Holly, Jessica, Seth, River, Noah, and the latest member of our family, Emma Gene who was born at 7 a.m. on Sept. 16, the day of Theresa's passing. Theresa also leaves behind a bevy of adopted family members too numerous to name here but equally loved and cherished. She also leaves behind her beloved four-legged friends, Cotton and the still captive Mr. Mann.
A celebration of her memory will be held Saturday, Sept. 26, at the Jacksonville Funeral Home at 11:00 a.m. In lieu of flowers, Theresa’s wishes were that you send a donation to the Animal Shelter of your choice or simply lift a pint with us on Saturday night as we cherish her memory.