I just laced 3 yellow roses through the wrought iron gates on the Daley Double, a community landmark in Old Encinitas. Nancy sold it several years ago. I know that. I don't care. it's a Daley landmark and a part of thousands of local memories over the years. even national headlines when a politician's body guard or some aide got into a bit of a scuffle with locals.

I won't pretend we were close, or that she would even know my name. I think she would know my face though, from sitting next to each other at local weight watchers meetings or The Encinitas Cafe. I knew whe was Ill. I knew that her time was close, and I know that the servers at the cafe, past and present, loved her and visited her often. her voice yelling across the tables and her spirit are a part of its history too .

we talked several times, we are / were both travelers. she was a character and will be missed. Happy trails to you, until we meet again!


exGIJoe July 30, 2011 @ 8:38 p.m.

Nancy was a lady of the highest caliber. Although our encounters were infrequent, I'd always thought of her as a friend. More importantly, though, it pleased me that she considered me her friend. We are truly diminished.


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