Tuesday, January 31, 2012

A Very Sad Day

As a fourteen year old girl I watched my best friend's mom and always wanted to be just like her.  She was tall, thin, beautiful, and very glamorous.  She was often dressed up in fancy gowns to go to a charity or social event.  Her husband was a doctor - tall, handsome, and had the kindest face of anyone I had ever known. I spent a good part of my teens at their beautiful home.  I remember Glenna would always serve us food to snack on, but she never handed us a plate of cookies, it was always a beautiful tray with exotic cheeses, crackers, fruit, or whatever and it was always arranged so elegantly.  Everything she did was elegant. I remember her always making me feel like I was important.  

Because my best friend had two younger brothers, they always took me on their family vacations.  We spent a week in Colorado in a wonderful cabin overlooking Trout Lake.  Every trip I took with them was incredible.  One year we flew to Telluride Colorado and stayed at this amazing resort called Tammaron (while we were there they were filming a movie with Rock Hudson and Mia Farrow) and skied all week at Purgatory.  Another time we spent two weeks in Kona.  Again, every trip was over the top and more extravagant than I had ever experienced.  Glenna was always busy working for the Kidney Foundation and I believe it was all volunteer work.  She was not only beautiful, but she was so unselfish.   I've kept in touch over the years, but wish I had done a better job.   I  sent them an  invitation for Jenny's wedding, just to let them know. They live in Phoenix and the reception was in Salt Lake City.  At Jenny's reception Glenna walked in.   I was surprised to see her and said, "What are you doing here?"   she said, "You invited me, I have an invitation, I can go to my car and get it for you."  

My parents were friends with Glenna in high school and stayed friends.  Glenna used to talk about my mom beating her out at Homecoming Queen in high school.  Dr. Shapiro was my grandmother's doctor and I remember my grandmother telling me how she just loved him and thought he was so handsome.
Glenna is on the left and my mother is on the right.
They were taken from us yesterday.  It is still a mystery and the Phoenix police are investigating this tragic possible robbery, murder.  I can't begin to imagine what their three children are going through.  My thoughts and prayers are with them.


  1. What!!! Dru, I am so so sorry! That is horrific. I knew you vacationed with some wonderful people growing up, but I didn't know all the details. They sound amazing. This is a beautiful memoir of them. My heart goes out to their family and you as well. Sending hugs and prayers your way.

  2. I'm so sorry Dru. What a terrible loss. That just breaks my heart. They were certainly a beautiful couple. I'm glad you have all those good memories of them. Keep us posted. Love you so much!

  3. That is really a sad thing that happened to your friends, Glenna and her husband. I shed tears when I read your memories. What a beautiful tribute you gave of them. I also laughed about Glenna's comment to you when you asked her what she was doing at Jenny's reception.

    Sterling and I send our love.