I'd written a small tribute to June Callwood before the "session ended" abruptly and unexpectedly. I thought of rewriting from the scraps of my memory but it seems so insignificant in light of who she was and all she did. It isn't apathy. It's just a case of being awed almost to paralysis.
As far as inspiration goes I rate her up there with Tenzin Gyatso in terms of what I believe and what I value. The nation, and the world, has lost a living saint.
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