Memories from Paul Melcon (Sailing club)

      At sailing events, Gisela and I often chattered about crosswords, needlepoint (perhaps unlikely but still true), and family. She was always the best dressed in the fleet, and brightened the scene with her penchant for sometimes dramatic garb.  I remember one day when she, impeccably dressed in a white outfit, stomped casually through the water as though she was wearing garments destined for a rummage sale.  The woman had spirit, grit, and was not going to let attire get in the way of fun! I observed that she quietly bore a great burden without complaint, and was determined to ensure that every day was a delight.  I admired her and keep her in my memories.