Becky and I were what you'd call close cousins. After my mother's divorce in 1943 she and I lived with Becky, then 2, and her family in Arlington, VA. I well remember her saying imperiously "don't kalk a Becky" (= "Don't talk to Becky"), and riding on the back of my tricycle as I made my way down Taft Street where we all lived. No room for more; I will miss her very much.

30 years of friendship. I had the good fortune to attend her Lesley college class where she deftly inspired us to become college teachers in our own right. We became close colleagues; she was one of my dearest friends. I'll miss her smile,inquisitive mind and deep insight --just doing the simple things: stroll in park, Austen, her great knit hats! Oh so dishy conversations on work & life!

My first childhood memory of cousin Becky is of her sewing detailed, stylish dresses for my doll. As an adult, she would come to the West Coast to see my parents and I always enjoyed those visits.  Once we shared a motel room and talked until 2am.  We grew closer after that--we emailed and  phoned often. I loved her laugh, her humor and her insights.  I will always think of her with love.

From teaching together on a schooner to trips to New York, being a friend of Becky’s meant sharing adventures. She was always so much fun!  One vision I will never forget follows.  I was at Harvard to see Becky get her doctoral degree. Dressed in academic attire she pranced in with a dog she had rescued from someone’s hot car!  I will miss my dear friend.  

Whether in person or in a phone call, it was always an adventure to be with Becky.  Her varied interests, expressed with passion, created many lasting memories that bring smiles.  Nothing matched driving through Boston with Becky at the wheel - a history lesson that demanded attention.  Both Irma and I will miss her.  

We had many years of good times, long talks, and adventures. Concerts, movies, knitting, road trips--we shared companionship and common interests around Boston and farther afield. I'll miss her very much.

What a life she lived!  Devoted to teaching, friends, cats, and family.  She was a very hard role model to live up to, being the second child!  Her 'effects' are filled with thank you's and appreciations from former students and friends.  I celebrate her life.

I have fond memories of stopping at Cary's home on the way to Maine each summer and playing the ukulele and singing Party Doll with Becky Gretchen and David. It was great fun and we had a good time. Becky was very kind to my Mother in her final years too. Rest in peace Becky.

Becky was one of my favorite relatives while growing up.  Going on my first trip alone when I was about ten years old (all the way from Philadelphia to Boston!)t o visit her was a thrill and an adventure.  Rest in Peace, Becky

Becky was a great colleague-- intelligent, humorous, mercurial, and judicious.  Didn't directly together at TERC, but often had informal chats about science and math teaching that left me with new things to think about, and a fresh sense that the work was both important and deeply fun. I still use the 'Pogo' mug Becky gave me, and always think of her! Condolences to her family & friends.

Becky was a friend and colleague of my wife May for many years at Lesley.  Always a force to be reckoned with personally and professionally, she was a source of fun and inspiration to my family.  She was a great support to us throughout my wife's final illness, and we have missed her company these  last few years.  My condolences to her family and friends.  

With Becky' passing the world lost one of the best and brightest.........who ever said girls weren't  good at math didn't know Becky. My condolences to Gretchen.

Becky was my friend and colleague at Lesley, but before that, she was my professor in the Open Education program there.  Becky had a genius for teaching and making minds open.  She was a pivotal influence in my growth as a person and educator.  As an office mate she was so much fun, outrageous, original, questioning.  Becky was an idealist too.  She knew that a better world was possible.