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Naomi Jean Metcalf August 31, 1939 - May 04, 2009

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From:  Philip Adamek   
Kagoshima, Japan

Naomi was my best friend's Mom from the time I was in grade school, but she behaved less like an authority figure and more like a friend. When I used to visit Dave in their home in Kent, she would put thoughtful questions to me and lend an attentive ear. She was the kind of parent and friend everyone should aspire to be.

Her best traits are visible in her two sons, who show compassion, listen carefully, and appeal to the good side in others. Their steady presence in her adventurous life had to be for her an infinite source of comfort and of healing.

I live abroad now but was fortunate to see Naomi last year. She was as radiant and endearing as ever. She rode me on her motorcycle through the streets of Seattle and down to see the sun set over the Olympic Mountains. I'm grateful to her and grateful to Dean and Dave.

written on 2009-05-13 08:28:06
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From:  Sue Corbett   
Mukilteo, WA

Naomi was my best friend. But she was the "best friend" to many people because she had a warm and loving heart. We first met when we lived in the same apartment building in the Fremont district. One night, she knocked on my door because she heard me laughing and she wanted to know what it was all about. She needed a laugh too. After that, we gradually became good friends and shared many adventures. I have posted a few pictures from out trip to France and italy next to the other guest book.

But she had many adventures because she truly was a free spirit. She enjoyed every day, waiting expectantly to see what it would bring. One never knew which direction she would go in next. Whatever happened, she "went with the flow." I never heard her complain when life brought her tough challenges.

Dean and Dave, you were the true Joy of her life. Gary and Fred, you were her treasured brothers. I know you will miss her as I will.

written on 2009-05-12 17:57:29
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From:  Dr Cristopher Bosted   
Seattle, WA

I had the pleasure of meeting Naomi in her last couple of years. I was struck by her innocent curiosity of life, the joy she experienced around her dear friends, and the sense of adventure she had with her boys and her motorcycle.

She is an inspiration to enjoy life in all it's ups and downs. I light a candle in her honor and hold her family in that light. blessings and peace be with you, her sons and brothers, and to the rest of her friends and family.

written on 2009-05-12 16:54:59
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From:  Kathryn Tilson   
Seattle

Dear Fred and Gary,

I just realized that I neglected to include you in my first entry for your sister Jean (Naomi). I am very grateful that I had the opportunity to meet both of you, while she was still with us. It was such a stressful and intimate time for both of you, I know. And thank you for making me feel welcomed. Naomi spoke quite highly of you two and always with great pride and appreciation (as she did for her two sons as well). My heart goes out to both of you during your time of such great loss.

Love, Kathryn.

written on 2009-05-12 13:07:57
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From:  Les & Pam Connolly   
Medina, Ohio

Dean & Dave,
We have over 46 years of wonderful memories of your Mom and you guys.

Uncle Les loved sitting with her in Freemont drinking coffee and watching people.

Aunt Pam loved laughing with your Mom about all the funny and ridiculous things we did during the process of raising our children. Our hearts were in the right place. She was a good Mom. I miss her.

We always think of her when we hear Neil Young sing the song Unknown Legend.
You can pull it up on You Tube when you have time.

Uncle Les & Aunt Pam

written on 2009-05-12 12:54:42
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From:  Laura & Steve   
Seattle

We'll miss Naomi and her tales of her many adventures. She was an inspiration, and we were lucky to have had her for a friend.

written on 2009-05-11 22:52:18
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From:  Kathryn Tilson   
Seattle

Dean and Dave,

I loved your mother very much. She was such a kind Spirit to all whom she met, and I was blessed to be able to call her my friend. I will greatly miss her twinkling eyes and warm chuckle--she always liked a good joke. And I will always remember and so admire her adventuresome ways. Even as close to the end as she was, she insisted on one last trip to Alaska (a land that she held so dear)--that was simply who she was and how she lived her life to the very end: on her terms. I celebrate Naomi!

Godspeed be with you both, Kathryn.

written on 2009-05-11 21:05:50
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From:  Judy Zofchak   
Hartville, Ohio

Hi Dean and Dave, I have so many memories of fun times with your Mom from something as simple as stealing her shoes and running down the mall while she was in the store trying on new shoes. What a laugh we had when she came walking down the mall barefoot. Or the time Birgetta and I dumped the Mt. St. Helen's ash on your Mom's front porch in Kent. Many good times were shared and memories were made. Your Mom was always a good sport and "Up' for anything. I will miss her visits to Akron and lunches together.
Rest in peace, Jean.
Love,
JUDY

written on 2009-05-11 15:33:52
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From:  Chris Tachibana   
Denmark

I live in Naomi's building and will miss her as a friendly neighbor, always willing to chat and always looking out for the rest of us. Sorry I will miss the memorial celebration, but I will be thinking of her.

Chris

written on 2009-05-11 04:15:37
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From:  Dave Raden   
Oakland, CA

Guys,
I loved your mom and miss her wonderful spirit and brilliant face. I wish I could have seen her again to say goodby. She was taken from us way too early but luckily she left us all a little better for having known her. I'm always there for you guys.
dave

written on 2009-05-10 22:04:45
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From "Song of the Open Road" by Walt Whitman

I think heroic deeds were all conceiv'd in the open air, and all free
poems also,
I think I could stop here myself and do miracles,
I think whatever I shall meet on the road I shall like, and whoever
beholds me shall like me,
I think whoever I see must be happy.

From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines,
Going where I list, my own master total and absolute,
Listening to others, considering well what they say,
Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating,
Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that
would hold me.

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