Eulogy for the Dearest Friend

September 1961 was starting off as usual…back to school, 8^th grade at Pinellas Park Jr. High School.  All the old friends were back in the same home room….Dwight Smith, Louise Hall, Mike Fancher, John Foley and so on.  On the third day of the new school year the school secretary walked in with an obviously new student trailing behind.  She was introduced as Nancy Trick and the secretary said Nancy needed to share a locker with someone, who would volunteer?  My hand shot up first.

That same year Walt Disney Studios had released a film called “The Parent Trap” and the star was a young actress named Haley Mills.  I was obsessed with Haley Mills.  She was so delightful on screen and I envied her beauty and sparkling personality.  I wanted to be just like her.

Nancy Trick, my new locker mate, could have been a twin sister to Haley Mills.    So I have to admit that was my motivation for volunteering so quickly.  Little did I know at the time it was a spontaneous act that started a friendship which was to last close to 60 years.          

Nancy and I were to become inseparable.   By the end of 8^th grade I knew her well.   She did not have the sparkling personality of Haley Mills…she was in fact an introvert and had a hard time warming up to people.  She was guarded; as I was to learn later, with good reason.  But the beauty was, when she knew you, when she trusted you, she was your friend forever.

Our adventures through Jr. Hi and High School were phenomenal.  Two good girls who were into all kinds of mischief and never got caught; it was hilarious.  Won’t name names but….there was the time we hid in my bedroom closet until after Nancy’s date gave up.  We were a dynamite basketball duo.  I would get the ball to Nancy and she would make the shot, every time.  To the point where our Phys Ed teacher split us up and wouldn’t let us be on the same team.  There was the time she left her date at the drive-in and joined me and my date in our car.  Never returned to her date’s car.  It went on and on.  

Nancy, Sue, Jane, Ray

Things did change when we hit high school.  We were no longer in the same home room and our circle of friends expanded in different directions, but, our friendship remained steadfast.  She met her future husband and I made the decision that marriage was not in the foreseeable future for me.  She married Ken and off they went to the Navy.  I hung around for 2 years after high school and then moved back to my home state of Ohio and for the next 52 years we were pretty much never together but also never apart.  We stayed in touch.

She and Ken returned to Florida when the Navy thing was over with their young son.  I never returned except for visits which always included her.  She went on to have 2 more children and I didn’t marry until I was 42.  But through all those years there was always a strong bond that kept us in touch.  I suspect the longest time we didn’t communicate was 10 months, the 10 months I lived on Guam.  There was always the phone and we could visit for very a long time.

During Better Times

But life took a dramatic turn for Nancy.  At some point she was given an antibiotic that she turned out to be allergic to.  From that day on she was a severe asthmatic.  Then during a hospital stay for her asthma she suffered a heart attack, which wasn’t treated for several hours….causing her heart to be severally damaged.  After that, between the asthma and the damaged heart and aging, her health went steadily downhill.  

Until, Saturday morning, April 4, 2020, her youngest son Jonathan called to let me know that early Saturday morning Nancy died of a heart attack.  She was a night owl who liked to watch late night TV.  Around 1 AM Ken checked on her and found her gone.  

When Jonathan called I was shocked and not shocked.  I knew the call was coming eventually.  But, I cannot imagine a world without Nancy in it.  Her smile.  Her laughter.  Our fabulous visits.  I now suffer from a huge hole in my soul.  

Until next time Nancy.