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June 27, 2018 — A college touchstone

Dear readers, I beg your indulgence today, because I heard last evening that a friend of mine from college died on Monday. Colon cancer claimed my friend Constance, who was not only a very smart person, but a visionary in more ways than one.

Constance Adams worked for Lockheed Martin, a contractor who supplied key components for the International Space Station. She helped design Virgin Galactic’s spaceport in New Mexico. She also applied lessons learned from water conservation aboard ISS to help with the Millennium Development Goals.

I knew she had that kind of acumen and vision even when we were in the same dorm complex in the mid-1980s. Written on a placard on one wall of her dorm room were the words “THE AVALON PROJECT.” I have been told this was her vision of a collective of artists working alongside each other, allowing interaction and collaboration. It’s a vision which, over the last few years, has led to entrepreneurial space-sharing services such as WeWork and Spark.

Constance Adams was a young woman who did not suffer fools gladly, and who had a wicked sense of irony. Her spiky black motorcycle jacket was emblazoned with a bumper sticker that read, “Women for Reagan.” And she was anything but a Reaganite.

She lived her life in an unfettered, open way which I thought was completely and utterly awesome. I always wondered how she was doing even as I marked major reunions every five years. But I never got news about her because she was two years ahead of me.

That is, until Monday evening.

I guess, when you get to know enough people, and when you get to care about them, the loss of friends, acquaintances, and family members really begin to accumulate. A friend of mine told me last night that the reason why deaths hurt so much is because we love, and hurting for that reason is the most noble reason there is.

That’s an incredible statement. And so true.

Safe home, Constance. I’m raising a tasse at Cafe Pamplona in your honor this fall.