Nedra's Story

 
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A tribute to Nedra N. Outlaw—our wife, mother, mother-in-law, grandmother—is presented here. She was our anchor; this tribute is to honor her memory, provide a legacy for her descendants, and we want you to know her better. We love her deeply and forever.

In the first several sections, we highlight milestones, events and circumstances of her life. These sections comprise a chronological documentary; images are paired with the text.   A navigation tool is provided at the end of each section allows a viewer to move among sections as desired.

Later, ("Glimpses . . ."), we examine selected attributes individually as she expressed them over time. This is an important part.

Glimpses also has a Snapshot subsection where random photographs are displayed. In this area, you will learn how she lived her life.

Portions of the background information were written collaborative by Nedra and her husband, Bill, in stories for their children. Bill wrote most of the remainder with contributions by their children, Will and Elizabeth and their spouses, Christy Outlaw and John Crawford, respectively, and their granchildren, Christine Outlaw, Harrison Outlaw, and Kate Crawford. Assistance by Gemini, Claude, and ChatGPT is acknowledged; generative AI was not used for construction, alteration of or "improvements" on the images of people.

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Elementary School.

Nedra attended the Rockdale County public schools. To use an expression that I learned from her, she was a "cutie patootie." Looking at these school photos, I see her impish smile (far left) and sweet disposition (near left).

In Nedra's words: "[The photo on the far left of the second panel was] made in front of my childhood home on Highway 20 in Rockdale County, Georgia. At this time, the porch was still screened, having later been changed into a sunroom. Back row: Me, Vic Davis (next-door neighbor), Dennis Norton (my brother), Jimmy Laird (Uncle Pete and Aunt Gladys' son). Front row: Pat Laird, Mariah Kiser [her mother's half-sister], Janet Laird, and Judy Laird. I expect Aunt Gladys made her daughters' dresses, as she usually did. She was known to stay up all night finishing dresses for the girls to wear the next day. I am wearing orthopedic shoes, which were bought for me when I was in the third grade, so that defines the date of these photos." Nedra had flat feet, one of many challenges that manifested later.

The photo on the right, above, shows Nedra with Merle (recall, her maternal grandmother), Dennis, and Mariah. Nedra took comfort in Merle's love for her and it is hard not to notice that Nedra is leaning into Merle. Nedra's brother Dennis became an architect, receiving his degree from Georgia Tech.

Left, Nedra expressed delight when her younger brother, Brian Scott Norton (1959-2005), was born. In this image , they are sitting in a chair re-uphostered by the Nortons, who then had an uphostery shop.

Right, A few years later), Nedra looks down approvingly on Brian as he celebrates his birthday. l-r back row: Betty, Judy Laird, Nedra, Mariah, Merle, Wendy Norton (in front of Merle), and Brian (seated).

This Rockwellian image caps off her Elementary School years. It evokes the innocence of childhood at Christmas, the elegance of simplicity and is one of my favorite photographs of her.

Photo Credits:The source materials were in Nedra's collection.

(This section was written by Bill and is based on Nedra's reminesces.)

High School.

High-school years comprise a formative period in the lives of most young Americans when influence of peers increases. Many paths can lead to a fulfilling life; highlights of hers are here. During this period, she prepared for university studies, acquired new skills, contributed to her school and matured socially. We look at her family/friends first, then move on to Rockdale High School.

This image portrays her as an apparently care-free teen. She was a reserved person—NOT aloof—and having this photograph taken of her seems delightfully out-of-character. She was a guest of Nada Fincher's family on a family vacation to Daytona and she appears to have gotten the most of it. Good going, Ned!

(Nada was born and died within days of Nedra's birth and death dates. Nedra and Nada remained in occasional contact via social media.)

The composite image (below) was from a spend-the-night party at the Norton residence when Nedra was 15. Left, (l-r): Donna Blankenship, Brian Norton, Linda Hutson, Dennis Norton. Center, (l-r): Brian Norton, Donna Blankenship, Linda Hutson, J. E. Norton. Right, (l-r): Nedra Norton, Julie Davis, Donna Blankenship, Linda Hutson.

At Rockdale High, Nedra's sense of responsibility and reliability showed early. She and her friend Ricky Almand (dec.) were presented with a Citizenship Award. Nedra was on the yearbook staff for several years and Ricky was the editor (and STAR Student) during their senior year. I did not know Ricky, but Nedra spoke fondly of him and one of my Conyers contacts volunteered that he was a "nice guy."

Left, Nedra was a flutist her freshman year in high school and participated in several other activities, e.g. President of the Spanish Club, throughout the four years she was at Rockdale High.  Judi xxx and Patricia xxx pose with her at a 1961 football game.

Right, Nedra's prom photograph captures her essence. Her escort was Larry Cornwell, Senior Class President. I did not know Larry, but he is spoken well of; at this writing, 2026, he still lives in the Conyers area.

By her graduation, her father had become a successful building contractor. 

Off campus, Nedra worked as a secretary in the engineer's office at Lithonia Lighting the summer after graduation.

Nedra's high-school friends were important to her. We drove from Missouri for a reunion and she was presented a "prize" for greatest distance traveled.

Excerpts of selected comments made by classmates in her yearbooks: "great disposition and warm personality," "big smile and great personality," "real great girl," "very pretty girl, [expressed by many]," "stay sweet. I love you alot," "great person and deserve everything," "a real sweet girl [expressed by many]," "lots of talent and good looks," "the greatest and sweetest friend," "really enjoyed knowing you," "really deserve the very best," "sweet, very cute girl whom I won't forget," "truly wonderful person," "I can't explain what your friendship has meant to me," "sparkling personality," "your advice has always been helpful," "winning smile," "a girl of kindness and beauty," "great person," "hope we can remain friends forever," "wonderful person," "real real great friend," "[chemistry class] is the one you're responsible for me passing," "talent for helping others."

Excerpts of selected comments—some posted publicly and others, privately to me—made by schoolmates after her death: "I loved hearing from Nedra," "her smile lives on," "always remember her smile," "wonderful person to know in high school," "sweet friend in high school," "beautiful woman," "so smart in high school."

Photo Credits:The source materials were in Nedra's collection.

(This section was written by Bill, with special thanks to Judy Bond for assistance with background information.)

University.

Nedra's story at the University of Georgia and our story together began in North Meyers (image below). We were introduced in the lobby, as discussed in the next section. (By the time that our daughter, Elizabeth, lived in Meyers, it had become co-ed. Times change.)

Left, Nedra was inducted into the Alpha Omicron Pi Sorority which was a pivotal event in her university experience, and indeed her life. She cared deeply for many of her sisters and maintained contact with them until she died. Her house mother was one of her favorite people. The sorority house (right in the panel above), located at the end of Greek Row near Five Points, was her home for much of her Georgia time and is where she lived when we got back together. A common thread in Nedra's life was service to others; in her sorority, she was Activities Chairman and had other responsibilities.

A part of Nedra's degree program required her to live in one of the four residential-style "home managment houses" on campus. Ann Kuzniak (two years behind Nedra) recalls: ". . . , home economics students were required to spend a quarter managing the houses, overseeing operations like budgeting, cleaning, preparing meals and hosting dinners. It was like a practicum, and you were graded on everything,” Ann said. “You planned the meals, bought the groceries and kept up with the money, and it was to the penny. If you had 76 cents left over for your week, you turned it in.” The faculty member in charge, Mrs. Jenkins, dropped in at any time, and had a planned meal once a week at each house. The image of Nedra is thought to have been made in the home management house.

Off campus, Nedra worked some at Kilburn's Day Nursery in Athens where she organized and supervised child play and at Elmore's in Conyers as a sales clerk during semester breaks.

Data filed with the UGA Placement Office indicate that her interests were Art, Architecture (especially contemporary), and Fashion. Her hobbies were Drawing (drafting), Designing, Sewing, and Gourmet Cooking. The following sections allow assessment of how her interests manifested in adult life.

Graduating from UGA at 22, Nedra was on the threshold of maturity. That sentiment was the impetus for portraying her at this critical time in a series of proofs, below.

Nedra did not have a car at UGA and was on a tighter budget than many of her friends. Upon graduation, her father bought her a new car with the proviso that she repay him for half. We did.

Excerpts of selected comments—some posted publicly and others, privately communicated to me—made by UGA friends after Nedra's death: "a great lady," "I miss Nedra," "talented and wonderful person, "beautiful soul . . . class act,"very special friend, "I will always joyfully remember that lunch at SoHo with Nedra and Elizabeth," "one in 10 gazillion and made a lasting impression on everyone she met," "sweetest, most caring, loving person . . . big heart," "so creative," "one of a kind and one of the genuinely nicest people I have ever known," "so creative and accomplished," "kind and compassionate . . . admired her gentle spirit."

Credits: FACS newsletter for Ann Kuzniak's remembrances. AOP website for image of the AOP house. UGA Housing for image of Meyers.

(This section was written by Bill, and is supported by source material in Nedra's personal effects and discussions with Bill.)

Nedra and Bill meet.

It took Fate a couple of tries to unite Nedra and me.  Aunt Ellen (dec.)—Granny Della’s sister—married Reilly Hooper (dec.) from Monticello, Georgia, whose sister Lousie (dec.) married Robert Aiken (dec.).  The Aikens had a daughter, Brenda (dec.) who visited Aunt Ellen’s daughter, Wynelle Dorminey (dec.), and thus Brenda and I met in Nashville.  Brenda and I got together at the University of Georgia;  she was one of the nicest people you could know.   She set me up with a date with Nedra, who lived on the same floor in North Myers. Nedra was an incoming freshman then (Fall Quarter, 1966). 

I fell in love with Nedra on first sight, as I’ve said many times (e.g. Mother's Day Card, 2020, at left).  She was the most feminine creature I had ever seen.  The essence of beauty.  I loved everything about her, her soft skin, her poise, her reserved behavior, her sweet demeanor, . . . .  I was smitten. A day didn't pass since my first meeting her that I did not think of her.  I am ashamed that I was immature, self-centered, way too rowdy for a girl of her nature, and generally not respectful. I did not know—and indeed could not have known—that subsequent DNA analysis would reveal that genetically I have a strong propensity (top category) toward "risky behavior." Physical risky behavior is one of the most strongly expressed genetic personality traits, nom. 55%, and is associated with many negative outcomes like alcoholism, drug addiction, sexual promiscuity, . . . She terminated our upstart relationship for cause. Over the years, I improved.

As mentioned, Fate had a second shot at uniting us, and this time, it worked (though, actually, I had not matured enough). I called Nedra in late spring, 1970, and she agreed to go out with me. On our first date, she prepared Country Captain, which became my favorite dish (and which Will and Harrison made for our intimate family dinner at the farm following her death).

The photograph of her profile is the first that I ever made of her and it captures her joy in being reunited with me. She had not forgotten me either! I was lucky; she felt the same way and expressed it in an card she wrote for our 36^th anniversary.

Love was in the air!

Photo credits: The image of Nedra sitting with me was made by William H. Stephens, Jr. (dec.), later a rheumatologist in Savannah. Bill was my house guest during the summer of 1970 when he returned to UGA to complete requirements for medical school.

(This section was written by Bill.)

Early Married Life.

Nedra started a job and we married in September, 1971. At the time, I was a graduate student in plant biology and in an active army reserve unit following my two-year army hitch. My lab work weekday was 7:30 am-9:30 pm with a 2-h break to come home, warm our dinner and eat together. On the weekends, I was in the lab on Saturday until 2:30 pm. Nedra spent most of her private time alone at home, a 12x47' mobile home on a rented lot. We were the first to occupy this lot, so we planted fruit trees (notice the plum in the front yard), grape vines, and put a small garden in the back. My sister, Carolyn, gave her a used b/w TV with rabbit ears to take the chill off lonliness.

As alluded to, Nedra secured a position as a home-economics teacher in Hartwell, Georgia (far left). With her 80-mile drive each day and often having to stay late for a function, Nedra was pushed to her limit too.

The image at right is a studio portrait made in 1974 before we moved to Lansing. She made the plaid outfit. A sewing-machine company gave a huge discount to home-economic teachers, enabling us to afford a top-of-the-line machine for her. This was the first of her three sewing machines.

Determination defined Nedra. Through evening and weekend classes, she earned a master's degree. The front page of her research paper is shown at left. Putting the paper itself together was an all-hands-on-deck affair. I typed the paper on a manual Underwood typewriter and prepared the figures with a borrowed LeRoy Lettering Set. (How things have changed!) My sister, Carolyn, came from Decatur and supervised and even proof-read.

Traditions were established in our early marriage that continued for the next 50 years. She took responsibility for my clothes—selecting, purchasing, making, maintaining &c. She laid them out on our bed every morning . We adopted a pattern of eating dinner together every night. And, those early busy days gave rise to our mega-meal tradition, i.e., preparation of food in large batches and freezing individual meals to be had later. Primitive at first (recyled TV-dinner trays heated in an oven), this tradition got us through hard times beginning in the early 1990s when she was physically unable to cook many days. Nedra also started managing my hair after she examined the job I got at "Jack's." Jack had gotten distracted and failed to cut the hair on one side of my head. :)

Nedra and I enjoyed our time in Athens; we camped on the north Florida Atlantic Ocean (Kon-Tiki Family Camping Resort) and used it as a base to sightsee, get in the water, and for me, fish on the bridge), camped in the north Georgia mountains, and lakeside near Athens. We were close enough to our parents to visit often. XXX Larry Christy at kon tiki

I completed my degree in 1974 under the supervision of Don Fisher. Don was one of the most ethical and focussed persons I have known; I was lucky to have him as my mentor. Our relationship changed from student/professor to simply equal colleagues over the years.

We moved to E. Lansing, MI, for my additional training in Biochemistry at Michigan State. We sold the mobile home and almost everything in it and packed the remainder in a trailer . The disassembly of our home and packing put Meco in a high-anxiety state—she got as far forward as possible in the trailer and remained barely visible. She surmised that her future would be wherever the trailer went. What a dog. Bruder is being comforted by Nedra.

After Nedra's death, one who taught Nedra at Rockdale High and subsequently taught with Nedra in Hartwell commented that Nedra was a "great student and great teacher."

Photo credits: Hartwell County School system for her official photograph. A commercial studio made the portrait. Jackson Webster, our neighbor (and Bill's car-pool buddy) took the other photo.

(This section was written by Bill.)

The Outlaws move to Michigan, where Will was born.

After a two-day trip from Athens, Georgia (800 miles), our two-car convoy arrived in Michigan; we found a rental the following morning (July 2^d, 1974) and moved in the same day. This home was a lucky find for us: it was in a quiet mixed neighborhood (retirees, working families, and students). It had a detached garage for Nedra's projects and was close enough for me to bike home and join Nedra for lunch in good weather. As a bonus for me, Mr. Adair, an elderly neighbor, had a garden "tractor" with a tiller and he was eager to work it.

Unquestionably, the nominal 14 months that we were in Michigan were our leanest years financially. My "compensation" as a post-doctoral research associate, combined with the cost of two moves and Will's (uninsured) birth led to the assessment by AI that for the time and place, we were "economically strained or financially depleted." Yes. Nedra withdrew her retirement account from her teaching in Georgia and we sold her car. Several years passed before we were able to buy a home, and several more years passed before we felt relief financially. Nedra met the challenge head-on: she made all Will's baby food (and stored it in ice trays); she made Christmas gifts for the family, increasing the value of the gifts beyond the $7 limit we set; she bought from yard sales &c. and refinished old furniture to furnish our home; she (and I) carried a spiral notebook and recorded every penny of unnecessary spending, e.g. a soft drink, and limited this category to $35/month each. It was special when one or the other of us was able to treat the other out of their account. Notwithstanding our financial situation, she would remember this period as one of her happiest, hence this long account of a brief period. We had each other and were head-over-heels in love, had a suitable little nest, a productive garden, and a plan.

Nedra's move to Michigan isolated her from all she had known aside from her nuclear family. Fortunately, she was busy with preparing for and tending to a baby and other activities. Also fortunately, Linda Campbell (image, left, with Lisa (Linda's daughter), Bill, and Nedra at Torch Lake, Michigan) moved in just down the street from us the same weekend as we moved in. Linda's then-husband, Bill (dec.), had just started a post-doc in Tolbert's lab also. Thus, Linda and Nedra supported each other, went to yard sales together, &c. I had known Bill from his first post-doc with Clanton Black, (the chairman of my reading committee). Bill and I also socialized, e.g. canoeing the Flat River, and we were in contact until he died. Bill became a Michigan Tech biochemistry professor. Lisa Carne is a marine biologist and the founder of Fragments of Hope, a community-based nonprofit organization in Belize. Altogether, my colleagues in Tolbert's laboratory were supportive, but I want to call out Fred Ryan and Bob Gee especially for teaching me many of the tools-of-the-trade in biochemistry laboratory procedures. However they helped me, so they indirectly helped Nedra.

One day in early Spring, 1974, Nedra walked up to me, squarely facing me, and placed her hands on my shoulders. With that determined look, she said, "Bill, I want to have your baby." That was that; the birth was predestined.

Will was born in Sparrow Hospital, Lansing, Michigan.  His given names were a combination of family names [William Henry Harrison “Dick” Outlaw (1840-1910) → Lucious G. Outlaw (1873-1918) → William Henry Outlaw (1912-1986) → William Harrison “Bill” Outlaw Jr. (1946-)] plus [Mark R. Watson (1816-1898) → Samuel W. Watson (1863-1925) → Mark A. Watson (1896-1959) →  A. Christine née Watson Outlaw (1918-2001) → William Harrison “Bill” Outlaw Jr. (1946-)].  W.H.H. "Dick" Outlaw was born a year before the short presidency of William Henry Harrison.  Harrison’s popular fame was based on his military career, esp. his defeat of Tecumseh’s confederacy.  Harrison’s profile likely appealed to W.H.H.’s father, Alexander C., who had been an “Indian fighter” and whose grandfather Benjamin was a revolutionary soldier. I do not have reliable information concerning the origin of Mark R. Watson’s given names; possibly the R. is for Rouse, which is maybe his mother’s maiden name.  Likely, Mark R. was illegitimate.  Patsy had children by several men and was kicked out of the church for adultery.  Of course, “Mark” was altered to Marcus to fit our tastes.

Will’s birth was a dramatic milestone, but neither the beginning nor the end. Will’s due date was two weeks later, but thanks to Bruder (one of our GSDs), his birth moved up.  At about 10 pm, January 25^th, 1975, Bruder had been enjoying a bone by the bed as I tried to sleep.  I reached down and pulled the bone from him and he growled; over time, he had become confrontational, a dangerous trait in a dog of his size and power.  He and I had a fight that ended up in the bathroom, where I pulled off the shower-curtain rod and used it to gain the upper hand.  Then, I dispatched him to the basement. His recovery was a testament to his strength. Of course, for minutes, Nedra did not know who was winning and the stress caused her to go into labor ~2 am;  it was a long labor, about 15 h, before Will was born at 5 pm.  It appeared that a C-section was coming up (dreaded for Nedra and for our finances since we had no insurance and I was on low wages as a post-doc as discussed previously). The OB was an obnoxious SOB (in sharp contrast to Elizabeth’s); he told me to put my camera away.  I thought he was worried that I’d use flash (a potential hazard and distraction). It turned out he thought I’d sneak around and take compromising photos of other women.  When he left the room, the nurses told me to take out my camera and get all the shots I wanted.  I did.  Meanwhile, someone tried to steal the Mercedes symbol off the hood of our car in the parking garage and damaged the connecting mechanism.  Drama followed us home.  Mrs. Norton came to help. As I showered, I heard loud and helpless screams predicting imminent death, destruction, and disaster from Nedra and Mrs. Norton.  I jumped out of the shower and after Will was breathing again, I realized I was standing naked in front of my mother-in-law. 

A smug Nedra looks lovingly at her not-yet-48-hour-old baby nursing. This was, undoubtedly, one of her finest hours and she knew it.

Will’s origin goes back further.  Nedra had had a miscarriage and was eager to get back on track.  On the other hand, I was exhausted as friends and I had canoed for several days down the Ogeechee River. So, when I got home, I wanted nothing more than sleep, but Nedra got her way.  Years later, Will joined me in canoeing another segment of the Ogeechee.

To keep my training on schedule, it was time to move from this quiet little town in Michigan where I worked in a plant biochemistry lab to a large mid-western city in a medical school to receive complementary training. Everything was about to change for Nedra and me. Members of the lab came over and helped me load on Aug 3^d,1975, and we left the following day.

Larry and Pat Christy—friends from Georgia— invited us to be their house guests while we could find a place in St. Louis. Larry's brother, Bill, helped us unload. Life-long friends are to be cherished.

Photocredits: Nedra and Bill's collection.

(This section was written by Nedra and Bill.)

The Outlaws move to Missouri, where Elizabeth was born.

Add: photo of Hedgerow, also bonfils photos of E

The Pharmacology Department at Washington University School of Medicine, led by Oliver H. Lowry (dec.), was the unique place to combine my skills in quantitative histochemistry of leaf tissue (gained at the University of Georgia) and practical lab biochemistry (gained at Michigan State). Indeed, I had corresponded with Dr. Lowry, Dr. Tolbert and one other while I was at Georgia with the plan of working with all three at some time. Dr. Lowry is described by AI: "Oliver H. Lowry was a Washington University biochemist who made major discoveries about metabolic regulation, particularly glycolysis in brain. With Janet Passonneau, he identified phosphofructokinase as a principal control point of glycolysis and elucidated its complex allosteric regulation. He also pioneered ultramicrochemical methods that permitted biochemical measurements in microscopic tissue samples. He was a member of the National Academy of Sciences." Unfortunately, even most scientists know him from his protein assay, the most highly cited paper ever. I would also add that he was an able administrator, an excellent mentor and a decent person.

Nedra's and my financial situation stepped up a notch at Wash U as my appointment was as a Research Instructor (faculty status); in practice, that means little, but we welcomed the extra money.

In 1978, Elizabeth decided it was her day and Nedra sensed the time had come.  Bill called his lab the first thing and told Jill Manchester née Kennedy, his technician and stepdaughter of Bill’s former mentor, Dr. Lowry, that he was going to take the day off.  The lab had been anxiously awaiting this momentous event, and while the reason was not mentioned, Jill knew.  Besides, as an assistant professor in the harshly competitive environment of Wash U, he could not take a day off unless it was really important, as this day was.

Recalling the long hours of waiting in the hospital for Will’s birth (and awaiting to learn whether a C-section was going to be required), Bill and Nedra decided to distract themselves, thus a shopping trip to the nearby Target to buy film.  The clerk looked at N and wondered why we were at Target?  The trip seemed normal then, though it doesn’t in the telling.  After returning home about noon, Bill and Nedra went to St. Lukes West in tony Chesterfield, where Monsanto developed its campus. St. Lukes West was a large new hospital; St. Lukes had had a presence in St. Louis since the mid-1800s.

Nedra’s OB-GYN was Bryant Thompson (1935-2019), truly a doctor who could not be improved upon. His son, Jeffery, followed his father (clinical faculty at Wash U, OB-GYN, same practice) and an outsized number of Thompsons are affiliated with Wash U Medical School. In retirement Dr. Thompson enjoyed driving his John Deere tractor on his farm in southern Illinois and gardening at his home in Clayton.  😊 There are connections, always connections, even when they aren’t rooted out:  Thompson was the surname of Bill’s 2^d greatgrandfather;  Elizabeth might remember that we visited his grave and had a personalized tour of his home, which had been moved to Brewton-Parker College, founded by Bill’s family, in Mount Vernon, GA.

Dr. Thompson came by in the early afternoon and decided to deliver Elizabeth  in the early evening.  He was happy to have Bill in the delivery room—that idea was of just catching on.  When Elizabeth made her debut, I glanced at her and remarked to Nedra, “We have another baby boy.”  The nurse said, “Look again.”  I didn’t say much after that. The image at left was taken immediately after birth, so it was the moment that my wife and daughter met each other. They were fast friends.

As Elizabeth was born, a delightful song was being played.  You’ll have to see for yourself.  So cool!

Will was part of the loop from the beginning.  When Will first saw her, Elizabeth was in the display case with the other newborns.  Once she was identified, Will headed to the side door planning to go in and get her and take her home right then. Of course, that plan was foiled, but it does capture his mindset.

All along, Bill had mercilessly teased the Nashville Outlaws and they were beside themselves. He’d casually mentioned that Nedra went to her OB, but ignored follow-up questions. They knew she was pregnant, but they didn’t know.  In the end, it was settled.  Nedra’s announcement to them is at left.  Of course, Granny kept it.

As she did after Will’s birth, Mrs. Norton visited for a few days. Nedra and I appreciated her. The circumstances around Elizabeth's birth were more relaxed and I took pleasure in giving Mrs. Norton a tour. The image at left with Will was taken at the main campus of Washington University where I then worked. (When studying these images, I was struck by the physical resemblance of Nedra and her mom, a compliment to both.)

Photocredits: Nedra and Bill's collection.

(This section was written by Nedra and Bill.)

The Outlaws move to Florida, where Bill had a 30-year career at FSU.

ADD: chelmsford, E w T, W in baseball, church

xxx JE & Betty for E bd 81

Excerpts of selected comments from various sources after Nedra's death made by FSU associates and others who knew her when she lived in Tallahasse: "I remember a pow-wow we had in your office many years ago. . . . I had considered [], but you told me you had found yourself in a similar situation and Nedra had counseled you [and you followed her advice]. I have carried this with me until this day." "wonderful person," "what a great person," "I recall my parents saying how much they had enjoyed spending time with Nedra," "such a kind and wonderful woman," "I spent so much of my childhood in their home. She always treated me like one of her own," "wonderful mother and grandmother," "truly lovely lady," "loved her. . . . one of a kind and world could use more like her," "always the kindest and sweetest woman. She always made me feel welcome in her home," "gentle disposition," "Few people will experience the love and support you had for each other," "a beautiful soul and your perfect partner in the life you had built together," "truly a special woman," "sweet lady," "principled woman who made life better for others," "admirable life you built together," "very special woman," "sweet and gentle person; I will miss her dearly," "wonderful person," "beautiful person."

Will and Elizabeth Became Established.

Nedra was our Chief of Staff and the co-author of our lives. Every day, she guided us, supported us; we were her raison d'être. It is because of Nedra’s dedication that our children enjoy the good lives they have today.

This section is to credit Nedra, but it is praise that could be written of many parents, grandparents, guardians and nurturers whose loved ones took different paths. Nedra's family honors them all and explicitly recognizes that diversity is our strength, that no one path is favored.

Will and Elizabeth attended the oldest public high school in Florida, viz., Leon High School, originally established as Leon Academy in 1837. Will and Elizabeth also had a long "presence" in Tallahassee: their 6^th greatgrandfather Henry Crawford Tucker's Revolutionary-Soldier pension was witnessed in Tallahassee, Florida Territory, on July 30^th, 1828 (the separate published claim that Tucker was the first white man to build a house in Tallahassee has been contested) . Nedra felt an immense sense of gratitude to the community and was deeply thankful for the superb instruction our children received. Among others, heartfelt thanks go to xxxx.

After going to college, both returned to their mom's open arms as they prepared for the next steps in their lives. Notably, both followed a shared guiding principle: their paths were consistent with the advice I gave them, viz. to become educated in a topic of interest and then gain the skills needed to earn a living and serve society. The individual details for each child follow.

Will first left home, in Fall, 1993, to attend the College of William and Mary, from which he earned an A.B. in Classics and a minor in Chemistry in Fall, 1995. He immediately returned to Florida State, where he had previously taken undergraduate and graduate courses while he was in high school and earned a degree in Biological Sciences (Spring, 1997), while working part-time as a nursing aide at South Georgia Medical Center-Berrien . His final degree program, 2001, was at the University of Florida (image at left), which was followed by three years of residency (Internal Medicine, 2004), three years of fellowship (Gastroenterology, 2007) and one year of Advanced Endoscopy (2008), all at Wake Forest University. At this writing (2026), Will is a partner at Eagle Gastroenterology in Greensboro, North Carolina.

Elizabeth first left home in Fall, 1996, to attend the the University of Georgia. Elizabeth's path had interesting detours. When she was a rising senior, she and a high-school friend, Beverly Bowers, took off to London, no job and no lodging. I aged 10 years that summer. She did get a job, at Accounts Payable, The Montague on the Gardens. Elizabeth completed her A.B. in Anthropology with a minor in French, Spring, 1999. Another opportunity presented itself: she was awarded the position of assistante d'anglais by Le Ministère de l'Éducation Nationale in France to teach English lessons in 5^th grade and middle schools throughout Élancourt, a small suburban town near Paris. As discussed later, Nedra visited with her there for several weeks. Like Will, Elizabeth returned to her mom's hearth and earned a masters in Elementary Education at FSU (while teaching French at Lincoln High School). Upon graduation, she returned to live in Athens and teach at North Jackson Elementary School for three years during which time she earned an Ed.S. degree in Educational Leadership and Policy Studies at the University of Alabama. She completed her studies at the College of William & Mary where she earned a Ph.D. with Honors, Educational Policy, Planning, and Leadership. At this writing (2026), Elizabeth is a professor at the University of North Carolina-Wilmington and a consultant for the World Bank.

Photo credit: The images were provided by Elizabeth and Will.

(This section was written by Will, Elizabeth, and Bill.)

Marriage of Children.

Milestones in Nedra's life, like their becoming established, include the marriages of her children.

Will and Christy Hill married in 2017 at Autumn Creek Vineyards. The image at far left shows the couple along with Will's children, Harrison and Christine. The warmth in the embrace, left, of Will and Nedra is striking.

Elizabeth and John had a small, immediate-family wedding in July 2005 in St. Augustine, Florida, a favorite historic city along the Atlantic Coast. From Tallahassee, Nedra helped Elizabeth plan the wedding by phone, ultimately selecting the St. Francis Inn for both the ceremony and guest lodging. She also helped plan the luncheon menu, including chocolate crêpes especially for John, while Elizabeth created the floral arrangements (a skill she was introduced to through her employment in Gov. Chiles' household in high school, and honed as a designer for Athens Florist when she was in college). The portrait of mother and daughter captures a joyful and loving moment in the hours before the ceremony.

Photo credit: The images were provided by Elizabeth and Christy.

(This section was written by Elizabeth, Will, and Bill.)

Nedra's Grandchildren.

Nedra was the consumate grandmother, doting, nurturing, assisting, entertaining.

Christine remembers Grandmommy as caring, selfless, always putting others above herself, thoughtful, and with a special talent for decorating. One of Christine's fondest memories is of the two of them sitting in my office after Nedra's first stroke. Christine had helped her dress on this last visit and felt closest to her then. Nedra was trying to act as if all was normal; her stoicism was characteristic.

In addition to being a student, Christine works as a waitress and enjoys reading and swimming. She is preparing for a career in acting or marketing.

Nedra's second grandchild and Will's second child, Harrison arrived in 2009. Harrison attends Northern Guilford High School and is passionate in all he does, as attested to by his involvement in soccer (three times with a broken collar bone, and structural tears in his legs). Harrison is shown at far left with Nedra, and near left, more recently picking shiitakes at the farm.

The last time he visited, he and Nedra watched together a documentary on birds; he cherishes that last conversation with her, but he especially enjoys reminescing about making biscuits with her. She was a peerless cook and Harrison is following that path. He describes Nedra as selfless, tolerant, nurturing, loving.

In addition playing soccer, Harrison also referees and he works in a pizzeria. Otherwise, he enjoys his independent study of Spanish and studying science in his spare time. He would like to train as a chemist or biologist in university.

Elizabeth's daughter, Kate, was Nedra's third and final grandchild. In the far-left, newborn Kate, born in 2013, is being held by Nedra.

Like her grandmother, Kate enjoys cooking (image taken at the farm) and arts and crafts, and they often did both together.

Nedra spent much time and thought researching shared activities and materials they could do during family visits.

Kate describes Nedra as kind, creative, loving, passionate, and joyful. Kate is now a middle school student at Friends School of Wilmington. She loves animals, hopes to become a marine biologist, and enjoys swimming, surfing, basketball, making pottery, and fashion.

(This section was written by Nedra's family.)

Glimpses of Nedra's Life.

Attributes.

Recall that Nedra's development into womanhood and milestones of her life have been the foci of previous sections. In this section, we will remember Nedra's day-to-day activities with vignettes typical of her life. Redundancy is a feature of this essay.

Dogs identified Nedra as trustworthy. Ancestors of present-day large working dogs were subject to intense pressure during domestication to evaluate human individuals to determine whether a person is "good" or "bad." Gemini expresses it thusly, "they excel at reading physiological and behavioral cues that help them determine if someone is untrustworthy or potentially dangerous." This is a fascinating topic—dogs can smell human stress hormones (we can't), they detect heart rate, they evaluate human competence, and so forth. Dogs know. Dogs do joke around, like we do, but they default to the literal if a situation loses clear context to them. "My" dog Meco and I were joined at the hip: when l changed rooms, so did she (and grumbled about it); when I went to bed, she jumped up on the bed and rested her head on my ankles with ears alert for the evening; when someone came too close to me, she'd get between us, and on a few occasions she walked behind a person who violated my personal space and gently held their leg in her jaws. I'll never forget once when I was playful with Nedra when we first got back together and Meco became confused. First, she barked at me. When that didn't work, she grabbed my hand in her jaws. I thought, "WTH, Meco! Nedra's supposed to be the spare human." That incident made me love both of them more. Nedra won the dog contest. I can't show you that incident, but I can show you our dogs and granddogs competing for her attention (image above, July 31^st, 2007). Priscilla, her dog, has taken a position under Nedra's right arm; Buttley, my dog, left. Buttley is giving the what for to Daisy, Elizabeth's dog. The stand-off between Priscilla and Belle, Elizabeth's dog, is more subtle. Priscilla, in a semi-submissive stance, is looking away; Belle, too, does not want to appear to be engaged. Both had evaluated the situation and decided not to make a move. Dogs know. (P.S., After this section was written, I found a narrative written by Nedra that discussed Meco's habit of inserting herself between others and us.)

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Nedra supported Bill's career. In Nedra's (and my) family, parents working together was a tradition. Simply put, I could not have succeeded without her devoted assistance, which was largely off-site and uncompensated. She critiqued every manuscript and grant proposal that left my lab, and routinely reviewed my exams and other materials. Her extensive support began when I was working full-time in the Biochemistry Department at MSU; during this period, I needed to write a proposal to secure my future work at Washington University. She searched, collected, and sorted all the necessary literature—an invaluable effort in the era before computerized searches. With that foundational start, I utilized my weekends to assemble the proposal.

At the risk of a negative connotation, I would characterize her as my 'Girl Friday.' She handled everything without drama—whether tracking down a lost order, expediting a document faster than campus mail, sourcing an item locally, providing fiscal oversight, or offering sound advice.

A tangible example of her contributions is the line drawing (image at left) used in a grant proposal to document that my facilities were sufficient for the proposed work. Like Nedra herself, the drawing was supportive without pretension. Nedra could have been a draftsman.

(This section was written by Bill.)

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Nedra assisted Bill in his passion for food production. She materially helped produce it (top panel) and used her skill and imagination to utilize it (lower panel).

Left, Nedra is processing corn cv. Golden Bantam produced in our backyard garden in Florissant, Missouri, in 1976. Center, Nedra looks exhausted after a day of bottling wine in 2011. We made wine for decades and when we stopped in 2023 because of my cardiac issues, we had been technical (e.g. using chromatography, spectrophotometry, refractometry and 2-stage fermentations, first with yeast, then with bacteria). Right, Nedra and I embrace in 2007 as we convert sugarcane juice into syrup. John Moore, whose father was a revolutionary soldier, introduced manufacture of sugarcane syrup to our area when he moved from Emanuel county in 1835 to what is now Lakeland, Georgia, about 15 miles from our farm, part of which was first owned by Bill's ancestors in the 1860s. Syrup making was an element of almost every farm in Berrien County and has been a tradition in Bill's family for generations.

Left, The "cabbage cake" is modeled after my garden (early 1990s). The rake came with a "smoking man," a gift from my host at Munich Technical University. Center, Pear (cv FlordaHome) and Fig (cv Hunt) tart, made from our fruit in 2013. Crostata di Fichi e Pere , a Tuscan recipe inspired by our visit with Gianni Bedini in Pisa. This dish has a deeper meaning to us as Nedra accompanied me when I visited Ralph Sharpe (dec., who bred FlordaHome) and his spouse, Becky (after whom the blueberry Becky Blue is named). Hunt fig, it is said, was the first intentionally bred fig (at maturity, the stem bends so the ostiole of the syconium is on the bottom, an attribute that might delay spoilage). One day long ago, Nedra and I made a superficial and unsucessful attempt to learn more about Hunt, the man, in Eatonon. Right, Zabaglione, aka Zabaione, is another Italian dish. Nedra made this one from our fresh blueberries and our blueberry wine.

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Nedra was a professional-level seamstress; she was skilled and it was one of her passions.

A glimpse into her main sewing area is shown below. Left, her machine is exactly as she left it--her last use was apparently in making adjustments to the machine as it was partially dissembled (thread tension always required attention). Located on the second floor by double windows, she could watch over a wild area, which she enjoyed. Middle, a portion of her organized supplies in a closet. Right, her layout table was in an adjacent area.

A glimpse into her satellite sewing area is shown below. That location was less spacious and its purpose was adjusted according to demand. Left, her machine was used on a wall mounted cabinet with a drop-down top. Center, her supplies,, were directed to the current project. Right, her layout table was collapsible and not shown fully extended. These images were staged.

Nedra worked on a range of projects from lingerie to curtains to wall hangings to pillows and so forth. For brevity, only three graments are shown as examples. These garments are made from different fabrics and their constructions spanned several decades. Left, the second down jacket that she made for me from a Frostline kit, saving us about 50% over a pre-made jacket. Center, another garment she made for me. Observe how carefully the patterns are aligned. Third, a sleeveless vest she made for herself. There was no room for error—it was sewn inside out and on a curve. Flawlessly

(Elizabeth assisted in writing this section.).

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Nedra was the consummate home decorator. xxx

pHOTOGRAPHS of HOUSE CONSTRUCTION, STENCILING, REFINISHED FURNITURE (IF i CAN FIND IT)

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Nedra was fond of wild flowers. xxx

pHOTOGRAPHS her planting wildflowers, of various wild flowers she loved

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Nedra was born to nurture. Nedra always planned for activities with the grandchildren (and—on occasion—for the grandchildren, assigning me a role like running through the sprinkler with a two-year-old). Left. Nedra was as eager to teach the children to cook as they were to learn. On this day in 2016, Christine and cooked together. Center, Nedra and Harrison play a game of pick-up. Right, Nedra's last craft project was with Kate when they made this felt floral display in 2025.

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Snapshots.

Nedra in her late 20s: Nedra was friends with Bill's coworkers and their families from the University of Georgia. Left, Don Fisher (dec.), my major professor, and Nedra at the Missouri Botanical Garden in St. Louis. By the time of this image, the relationship between Don and me had evolved into collaborators. Center, Nedra is holding Will while chatting with Larry and Pat (dec.) Christy at Cahokia Mounds, Collinsville, Illinois. Larry had been a post-doc in Don's lab. Right, Nedra and Bill pose with Tom (dec.) and Peggy Housley in New Orleans. Tom earned his Ph.D. under Don's tutelage. As several snapshots show, her immersion in my work life continued.

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Nedra in her late 20s and early 30s: U.S. Civil War Battlefields. Left, Nedra poses in our room at the Strasburg Hotel before touring Gettysburg, where Lee's invasion of the north was decisively turned back. Center, Nedra, Will and Elizabeth at Chickamauga, a signifant Confederate victory. Right, Nedra at the Texas Memorial at Vicksburg, where the Confederacy was split in two. Nedra had an indirect significant connection to this battle: while lifting heavy iron, my great-grandfather Outlaw sustained a severe hernia that ultimately became a lifelong impairment. Though surviving records do not put a fine point on it, apparently he was detailed to that area because of his skill with horses/mules, which were used to position artillery. His unit, the GA 57^th, earlier the GA 54^th, did not go as a unit, but his pension application specified he was injured from lifting heavy metal at Vicksburg.

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Nedra in her early 30s: the United Kingdom. Fortunately, Nedra was able to travel extensively in the 1980s because her decling health robbed her of later opportunities. As travel occupied so much of her time then, several examples will follow.

Over the course of a year, Nedra meticulously planned and coordinated the logistics of her first international trip, which was to the U.K. She took into account her, our, and my interests, examples being in the images below. Left, St Faith's Church in Little Witchingham is a remote 14^th-century Anglican parish church in Norfolk, England, widely celebrated for its remarkably well-preserved collection of vibrant medieval wall paintings. When we visited (Aug 13^th,1980), it had been abandoned (indeed, part of roof was missing); I gained permission to visit from a local rector before our trip. Unkept vegetation and trees prevented a good landscape image. It has been restored and is now a museum with regular hours—as it should be. My 8^th greatgrandparents, Lord Ralph Outlaw and Elizabeth Kempe were married here in 1615. Center, Sherwood Forest is a historic royal hunting forest in Nottinghamshire, England, world-famous for its ancient oak trees and its legendary association with the folklore of Robin Hood. People who know us would know why we visited. Right, Nedra and I pose at Stonehenge, which comprises a ring of massive standing stones constructed between 3000 BC and 2000 BC. (Other notable locations she visited included London; Cambridge University; a visit with Terry Mansfield FRS, Lancaster University; Beatrice Potter's 17^th century farmhouse; a milecastle on Hadrian's Wall, a dinner with Prof. and Mrs. Hans Meidner (dec.) FRSE including a guided tour of Sterling Castle; Glasgow; Bath (Roman baths); Salisbury Cathedral; site of the Battle of Hastings and nearly a week in Bristol.)

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Nedra in her late 30s: Greece. An arrangement was made with a tour company in Tübingen for air travel to a rural area on the northwest coast of the Peloponnese and for lodging at the Kalogria Beach Hotel . We devised our own itinerary and a "tookey Suzuki," confining ourselves to the Peloponnese with a single exception, an excursion to Delphi. For the purposes here, I will display only three images, which I think were among Nedra's favorite memories. Two of the images were experienced on a day trip to Lapanagoi (Lapan) on Jul 17^th , 1985. Lapan, an isolated mountain village, has mostly vanished now, but at the time we visited, it still had a population of 30-40 residents, mainly aging farmers and shepherds. Gemini's description was relatible: "Reaching Lapan in 1985 was an arduous adventure. The dirt access road from Kalavryta is rocky, deeply rutted, and frequently washed out by winter mudslides, requiring a sturdy 4x4 or a dependable donkey." We sought a step back into time and we found it. The 3^d image was from visit to Olympia, modern and ancient, on Jul 20^th 1985. Ancient Olympia was the sacred sanctuary in Greece that hosted the original Olympic Games every four years for over a millennium when it was banned by Rome in 393 AD. After that, the site was buried by silt until its 1776 rediscovery. Standing there, the sheer scale of that history was overwhelming.

Left. Nedra enjoys the ambience of the small restaurant in Lapan. We were the only customers but the owner and two friends were socializing in a convivial atmosphere. Center. In traditional style, we were led to the kitchen and made our selections at the stove. Something magical clicked. Will and Liz completely endeared themselves to the owner, and he, them. It was a marvelous time and when we had to leave, the owner followed us out, crying as he waved goodbye. The children with their noses to the back window reciprocated. This was an experience that cannot be planned and money will not buy. I am so glad Nedra had it. Right. Elizabeth crosses the finish line on the ancient track at Olympia before Will does! There's more to the story; it was a race only because Will allowed it to be. He ran a few paces ahead of her and planned to win. Near the end, some tourists walked directly in front of Will, holding him up. He was unable to make up the lost time, and, indeed, Elizabeth won.

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Nedra in her late 30s to early 50s: Nedra enjoyed two visits to Paris. Nedra's first trip to Paris in 1987 was with me. Money was still a concern, so we rented an inexpensive room with a shared toilet in an older small pension. Our meals were something we put together from groceries. But the sights we saw were the same as the rich people saw Left, Nedra at the Eiffel Tower, Paris's iconic landmark. Among other places we visited were the Louvre (where she splurged and bought a $95 reproduction of an ancient bird relief),Versailles Palace, and the environs of Avenue des Champs-Élysées. When our time ended, we took the no-longer extant historical Orient Express to Stuttgart, thence by another train to Tübingen to visit our long-term friend Rüdiger Hampp.

Tübingen was not our final destination. The three of us went on to West Berlin, which required passage through the German Democratic Republic (DDR), then still a Soviet satellite. At the east-west border, the entire train crews were swapped out along with rigorous inspections. The hostility of the DDR guards was palpable. When Nedra stood to go to the bathroom, a guard forced her against the wall, yelling at her. I did what was best, but I did not do what I wanted to do.

From West Berlin, we went on a commercial day-trip back into the DDR. Left, Nedra and I pose at Schloss Mosigkau; the statue, barely visible at the left of the photograph, is Johann Christian Trothe's Verstand (1757), a personification of Reason or Intellect.

As alluded to earlier, Nedra visited with Elizabeth near Paris for several weeks in November and December, 1999. They had a wonderful time exploring Paris, staying in La Maison Favart, touring Chartres with Elizabeth’s French teacher friends, and having a very special excursion, just the two of them, to Auvers-sur-Oise, van Gogh’s final residence and resting place. Nedra’s handwritten spiral notebook recorded purchasing souvenirs like faïence (235 F) and van Gogh gifts (514 F).

Left, The Leborgne family, with whom Nedra became friends during her visit with Elizabeth, visited us in Tallahassee in 2001. The image, taken in St. Augustine, is of Elizabeth, Nedra, Mme. Leborgne (front row) and the Leborgne sons (second row).

(These were her only two real trips to Paris,but she enjoyed "visiting" vicariously though my trips to the Université Paris-Sud (Paris XI) at Orsay and as a stopping point on my trip to Monpellier, not too far from where my mother's brother Herbert landed in WW2.)

Photo credit: Rüdiger took the photograph of Nedra and me; M. Leborgne, the photograph in St. Augustine.

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Nedra around 30: Local Activities. Left, Nedra at the U.S.S Alabama (Mobile). Center, Nedra and Will at the Lake of the Ozarks, Missouri. This was Elizabeth's first camping trip; she was three months old. Note our blue tent in the lower right; this tent was a part of Nedra's life for years and made many memorable experiences possible. Right, Nedra and Elizabeth at Washington State Park, Missouri. When I look back, I admire her frugality; she engaged in meaningful pursuits without the expensive bells, whistles, and the general accoutrements of wealth. I hope our grandchildren will emulate her.

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Nedra in her mid 30s-early 50s: Germany and its use as a home base. Nedra's experience in Germany was defining, but regretably, the scope of it does not fit into this tribute. We lived in Germany twice as a family (1984 and 1985) and once as a couple (1999).

First, I worked at Munich Technical University in downtown Munich, where I was hosted by Hubert Ziegler. We lived in the ground floor of a home in Gräfelfing, whose owner, a widow, was non-intrusive; she offered me the use of her car (I did not accept) and would sometimes ask Will or Elizabeth to go buy fresh fruit or vegetables for her. Each day, I took the train to work, and Nedra walked Will and Elizabeth to a train station and they rode to Starnberg, where they attended the Munich International School. An older student, Oliver, at the school kept an eye on them to make sure they got off at the correct stop. Second, I worked at Eberhard Karls Universität Tübingen, founded in 1477, and was hosted by Rüdiger Hampp We lived in Pfäffingen, a quiet, historic Swabian village. Our personaal situation during the second stay was entirely different from the first. BMW loaned me a new 500 series car, which gave Nedra much more freedom. Elizabeth and Will attended the local German school, which was within walking distance. But, the constant was that we planned sightseeing trips every weekend. Third, we returned Tübingen for a shorter stay in 1999, just the two of us. Elisabeth Magel, Rüdiger'a long-term partner, graciously vacated her flat for us, and it was near downtown Tübingen. Rüdiger and Elisabeth have been very supportive of me, and I appreciate them. When they last visited with Nedra, her health was limiting and they took of the normal duties of a hostess.

Left. Our residence in Pfäffingen. Our street was very quiet, dead-ending in the direction I am looking. Idyllic with homes on one side of the street, and gardens backing up to the Ammer River on the other side. Our landlady, Ushi Reichert, was unaccustomed to renting, but we got along well enough that she visited us in Tallahassee for three weeks and taught me how to make saurkrat the German way. Knowing my interest, she gifted me with a spätzle maker and her recipe. Right, above, Nedra and and our children pose in front of the residence of the president of Federal Republic of Germany, who at the time (1985) was Richard von Weizsäcker. After the reception, we were treated to a cruise on the Rhine.

More than Germany (her late 30s): Battle of the Bulge Memorial (Mardasson Memorial), Bastogne, Belgium I wanted Will and Elizabeth to stand where, in the bitter winter of 1944–45, young American soldiers endured freezing temperatures, deep snow, inadequate winter clothing, dwindling food, ammunition, and medical supplies while facing Germany's last great offensive on the Western Front. Surrounded at Bastogne and ordered to surrender, the American commander replied simply, "Nuts!" The defenders held until the siege was broken by advancing Allied forces, turning what had seemed a desperate situation into one of the war's enduring stories of courage, perseverance, and hope. The visit was especially meaningful because all three of my uncles had served in the European Theater during World War II.

More than Germany (her late 30s): The Netherlands. Nedra and her family stand in front of Mari Andriessen's 1977 statue of Anne Frank in Amsterdam on the Westermarkt, beside the Westerkerk, only a short distance from the house where Anne and her family hid (Prinsengracht 263). After we left Amsterdam, we went to Zaanse Schans, where centuries-old windmills still operated. We were able to go inside, step onto the gallery deck, and observe at close hand the bravery of the miller setting the sails. Five years earlier, I had worked briefly at the medical school at Erasmus University in Rotterdam. My department was headed by Hans Galjaard, a scientist with a keen interest in communications who was producing a documentary, The Life of a Dutchman, while I was there. The atmosphere at work, the intimate scale of the country, and the kindness of my co-workers in taking me on excursions provided the foundation for me to become the family "tour guide." I am grateful to them all, especially Hans Youngkind, who assigned one of his technicians to me. Later, Hans was our guest in St. Louis.

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More than Germany (her late 30s): Austria. Excellent roadways and a car that could zip along >120 mph reduced the already short distances in Europe. We made a trip to Innsbruck, about 250 miles from Tübingen. We enjoyed stopping along the way, e.g., in this mountain meadow.

More than Germany (her late 30s): Italy.

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Miscellaneous Local Photographs (her mid-late 30s). Left, Nedra and her mother, Betty, enjoying morning coffee in 1986 on the screened porch of one of the CCC-built cabins at Oconee State Park, a rustic, 1,165-acre mountain retreat near Mountain Rest, South Carolina, featuring historic  fishing lakes, and  hiking trail.  As mentioned elsewhere, our family vacationed there in the fall for decades, and we were happy when Mrs. Norton could join us. Center, Studio portrait of Nedra. Selected for inclusion in this essay because it was her I'll-be-nice-if-you-hurry look. Right, Passport photo. Selected for inclusion in this essay because it was her determined look; when she gave me this look, I knew something was about to happen.

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Nedra in her mid 40s: Left, Nedra and I were guests of Professor Shu-qiu Zhang at the 1991 Florida State Chinese New Year Celebration. Shu-qiu worked in my laboratory over a period of time; her home base was a department chairman at Beijing Agricultural University. Center, Nedra poses at the Victory-Garden South at Callaway gardens. Right, Nedra and Elizabeth enjoy a respite at the King's Tavern, founded 1772, in Colonial Williamsburg.

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Nedra in her 50s. Left, Nedra and I enjoy a restaurant meal at Stone Mountain, the site of her 2002 class reunion. Center, I took this "glamour" shot of her on our front porch in 2005. Right, We attended an intimate Outlaw family union at the Gary-Outlaw residence near Bannockburn, Georgia. It was good to see Gary (dec.), Eston, and others. Thanks to his family for making it possible.

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Nedra in her late 50s: Family time. Left, Nedra and Belle are chilling together; they were best friends. Center, For decades, our family vacationed near Mt. Rest, SC, each fall. Usually, we lodged in a CCC-built cabin in the state park. Center, Nedra is shown hiking (with Elizabeth and me) on the King Creek Falls hiking trail, which winds through hardwood forests and rhododendron tunnels inside the Sumter National Forest to reach a spectacular 70-foot tiered waterfall. Right, as Elizabeth's guest, Nedra is standing on the porch of "The Barn," P. Buckley Moss's historic home and studio in Waynesboro, Virginia. (Nedra accompanied Elizabeth as Elizabeth toured universities to decide on her next step.)

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Nedra in her 60s. Left, In 2010, Nedra and I visited Fort Pulaski National Monument, 15 miles east of Savannah. Center, Nedra and Bill standing near their lodging at Tybee Island. We were there to attend John's masters graduation from The Savannah College of Art and Design (SCAD). Right, Nedra and I attended "Day in the Woods," an annual community outreach event hosted every April at the Gaskins Forest Education Center out from Alapaha, Georgia .

Photo credit: Wenda Bailey made the image of us at Day in the Woods.

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Nedra in her 70s: Left, Nedra always managed my hair; I became her stylist much later in our marriage. By "stylist," I mean that she would select a style, give me a tutorial with Youtube and guide me through the process. Still, she was always pleased with the results and that made me happy, very happy. Center, Nedra is flanked by Will and Christy, who hold bouquets to present to Christine after a performance in Grease ,a 1950s-set musical about teenage romance and high-school life; Christine had the role of Frenchy, a sweet, good-natured, somewhat scatterbrained Pink Lady who drops out of school to attend beauty school. Christine made us very proud. Right, The cohesiveness of Nedra, Elizabeth, and Kate comes out clearly in this photo I took of them in July, 2023.

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Credits: Except as mentioned, the source materials were in our family's collections.

(This section was written by Bill, with internal acknowledgements to other contributors.)

Decline in Health, Death, and Aftermath 

Health problems limited Nedra throughout much of her life, especially from the early-to-mid 1990s, when she was diagnosed with fibromyalgia; several local rheumatologists treated her, and one later added a diagnosis of lupus (but, I think, unproven). Her health varied — periods of relative wellness alternatated with periods of significant impairment. It was not her nature to complain or create drama, so most people did not know. Notwithstanding, the seriousness was underscored when she was denied long-term-care insurance.

Late evening on March 17, 2025, bruising appeared across Nedra's chest. At 3 a.m. we went to the ER at SGMC (Berrien), where she received excellent care. Later that day, we secured an appointment with Nedra's primary (the much-appreciated Dr. Katherine Davis) and labs and images took place that same day; Dr. Davis also arranged appointments with an otolaryngologist for the following day, who also did workups. She was also referred to a hematologist.

Nedra had a flow diverter placed to "cure" her aneurysm on June 4, 2025. As part of the preparation, a P2Y12 assay (for platelet aggregation) was run to determine the efficacy of the Plavix she had been given. The results indicated that Plavix was not protective. so her team prescribed Brilinta at the usual dosage for this application of 90 mg, twice per day, with once daily aspirin. Difficulties were encountered in placement of the flow diverter, but in the end, it was properly installed. Nedra's spirits were high--Elizabeth had come a couple of days early to support us, and Nedra had made her a birthday cake; it was Nedra's last cake, but none of us suspected it.We thought our troubles were behnd us

The family memorial. Will was the officiant and delivered these comments:

Bill left this message with Nedra's cremains:

Elizabeth prepared this message for interment with her mother:

Passages from a letter written by Christine and buried with Nedra's cremains:

Harrison committed this message with Nedra's cremains:

Kate enclosed this message:

John wrote this note for burial:

We were all devastated by Nedra's illness and death. I exhibited symptoms consistent with Broken Heart Syndrome (Takotsubo cardiomyopathy) and my Apple Watch recorded quantifiable correlates--insomnia (a weekly average of less than 4 hours of sleep at times), cardiac arrhythmia (which had been controlled by the ablation in 2023), hypertension (which required tripling my medications), and a precipitous decline in heart-rate variability from an excellent-for-my-age 60 ms (weekly average) to 31 ms (weekly average). I also exhibited symptoms not recorded by my Watch, viz. severe brain fog (I got lost on the farm one day, and I could not remember 6-digit verification codes), paranoia, indescribable depression and hopelessness, all of which likely can be attributed to changes in hormones (sustained spike in cortisol, which sets off a cascade of changes in other chemicals). I went back-and-forth through the stages of grief that I have read of (denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance), and I fought irrational thoughts. One hundred and sixteen days passed before I had any relief, even a glimpse of joy (when Leon Sutton hosted Will, Harrison and me on a visit to the Buck Sutton New Homeplace). Thanks to time, support by Will, Elizabeth, and others, I have integrated my grief at the one-year mark. I am still on elevated medication for hypertension, still have not fully recovered my mental acuity and still have challenges regarding my second sleep phase (I have been a biphasic sleeper for decades). I understand that the period of increased mortality risk from Broken Heart Syndrome is generally measured in weeks, so I have passed that, with reservations. I assess that I am vacillating between the final two stages of the Kübler-Ross order, above. I have no desire to "move on" or "get over her death." Her shoes are under my bed, as I told her that they would be, and they will remain there. I clutch her jewelry at night, and I will continue. She was my forever wife.

In July, 2026, our joint ledger was placed 12" east of my father's and connected with coping and stone. QR codes link to this page (and to Bill's Story in the future.)

Excerpts of selected comments--some posted publicly and others privately communicated to me--made by family, friends and others after Nedra's death: "we had a bond," "sweet, kind lady," "intelligent woman," "special person," "beautiful woman, partner, wife, mom, friend," "beautiful lady," "exceptional person and very talented," "remarkable person," "beautiful lady," "special lady," "I admired her calm and graceful way of speaking and her many talents, especially interior decorating."

Photo Credits: The source materials were in Bill and Nedra's collection unless otherwise noted.

(This section was written by Bill, with internal acknowledgements to other contributors.)

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