Shelly

Shelly knew she was going to die, cancer had the last word about that. But, she planned accordingly, creating her own funeral. She wrote words to guide the preacher, picked the songs to be sung (one was from “Easy Rider), and left a list to be read of her most cherished beliefs and tenets.

I particularly liked that her coffin was a simple pine box and that it was taken to the cemetery in a horse-drawn hearse. The Gap will not see the likes of Shelly Stuart again. She was one of a kind, and we will miss her.