We first met Myrna at a dinner party hosted by Sue and Reed Moyer, sometime in the latter ?80s, and that was the first of many wonderful and happy meals we shared with her. Myrna became a regular dinner gathering of the Moyers, Jon and Julie Jerome, and us, something which was a highlight of every month for us. A special treat was when the rotating venue of our dinners brought us to Myrna?s home. Not only were we assured of a delicious meal and company, but we also had a chance to enjoy the lovely and comfortable home she had created for Eric and herself. All who are reading the comments from friends will appreciate something that meant so much to us when we were with Myrna: her wonderful smile and ready laugh. One just couldn?t be gloomy when with her, and we all will miss her upbeat and cheerful company. We were reminded by Eric?s eulogy of the toll that was taken on Myrna when one of her patients committed suicide. Losing that patient hurt her deeply and the pain persisted for a long while. That evidenced her deep concern for others, not just her family and personal friends, but all those with whom she interacted. We will miss Myrna, but we do consider ourselves very fortunate to have known her and to have had her as a dear friend. We hope that Eric can be buoyed and supported for a long while by the realization that his mom was a beloved person in so many lives.

I met Myrna through friends in San Francisco in the early 70's. Myrna was visiting Guatemala when my sister became sick there. She took time out to visit her and my sister has never forgotten this kindness - they did not know one another beforehand. This is the kind of person Myrna was, if she could help you out, she would gladly go out of her way to do it. We've seen each other over the years, and especially enjoyed talking about our kids, Eric and Sara are 6 months apart. She was so proud of what Eric was doing with his life. I will miss this loving friend.

Myrna and I went to high school and college together. She was a good friend over the years. Even though we lived on opposite sides of the country, we managed to stay in touch, and learn about each other's lives. I will miss her dearly. Much love to Eric.

I have known Myrna since 1977, when she was referred to me for part-time work as a clinical social worker by her supervisor at Stanford, a colleague of ours, Cleo Eulau. She and her friend Jennifer Lezin were hired to see both children and adults for Family service Mid Peninsula in Palo Alto. They were both wonderful and talented clinicians. Myrna had spent a special year at Mount Zion, working with children. As we developed the children?s program at the agency; Myrna was later hired as the Director of Children?s Services. Her skill, love of children, management style and her ability to engage staff, helped the program grow and develop as a major treatment center for children in Northern California. She presented her ideas on behalf of the agency at several clinical conferences in the Bay Area. I remember when Eric was born. She had such a sparkle and lit up in each interaction with him. He was the light of her life and she was so proud of him as he became a young professional. Carla and I saw Myrna through the years at special events and gatherings with friends on the Peninsula. She joined several of us as a board member of the Sanville institute, a PhD program for mental health professionals. Her abilities were readily apparent, both in finances and in leadership roles. Her ability to focus, her commitment to quality and excellence was so apparent. She also became a Board of Trustee member of the Cleo Eulau Center. She became treasurer, leading the agency to higher levels of service. As a mentor, consultant, supervisor and teacher, she helped the agency assume its role as a key organization in the Bay Area. Her efforts helped the agency grow financially, programmatically, and lead to community recognition. Her interest in best practices, education and support of teachers brought a significant increase in funding to the agency. We have such respect and love of this wonderful woman; she will be missed by me, my family, friends and colleagues. We hope Eric will be part of us too in years to come.

Myrna and I met in 10th grade when we both started commuting, from our respective suburban towns, to Winchester-Thurston, a girls school in Pittsburgh. We wore uniforms, knee socks, plaid skirts and blazers, at school and I remember having to get Myrna's help in shopping for "real" clothes on the rare occasion when I needed them. When we went off to different colleges, we sometimes met in NYC where we could discuss the horrors of blind dates as well as issues in our families. Myrna's father's death was extremely traumatic for her and her relationship with her mother was sometimes stressful. I think the later was another reason she decided to move to CA. When Myrna visited her mother and relatives in Pittsburgh over the years, she frequently saw my mother as well - as we all know, it sometimes easier to talk to someone else's mother. At one point when Myrna was having problems dealing with her mother, she was so frustrated that she called my mother at her secretarial job to ask her what to do. My mother, knowing that Myrna was a successful psychotherapist, saw the humor in this situation and searched for some practical advice. We all three laughed about this incident for a long time. Myrna had a great sense of humor through all of the ups and downs of her life. I can still remember her wonderful laugh - which I had the joy of hearing during our many phone calls from 1962 until last Fall. She was a loyal, close friend whom I can now only talk to in my mind.