Dear Franz, I, too, was a student of your mother at Santa Clara U. I was fortunate to have her for two classes: medieval lit and folklore. She could be a notoriously hard grader. Yet, as we got to know each other in private talks, she opened up to me a bit--as I did to her. She comforted me when I was distraught a couple of times. And, once, as she turned around from her typewritter to face me, she had tears running down her face. She felt comfortable enough to share a difficult time with me. I thought of her often after I graduated. I think she would have been astonished to find out that one of her so--so students caught fire and earned an MA in Theology and PhD in Philosophy at Marquette U. Her work ethic stayed with me. After it scared me, it took me places she'd never have thought possible. She sincerely took joy in her students success and I wish I could have thanked her for her role in my life. Deepest condolences. Your mother was stellar.