Sally passed away at the age of 93, on the cusp of 94.
She was a modest Quaker and wouldn't like me going on about her life; this I know. So I'll say just a little. Like many of her generation, she participated in World War II efforts by serving in the Red Cross. She was shot in the shoulder while tending a soldier in Nepal, and later rode a motorcycle on the Burma Road.
A line from her high school yearbook: "Her hobbies are hunting birds, and fishing fish, and liking dogs."
See? Liking dogs. Heritable. She produced a line of veterinarians, this woman.
I like looking at the Dogtor, his sister, and my girls, and knowing they each have a bit of Sally in them. The world needs more women like her, women that seek to do good, are handy with tools, have a sense of fun, and know a thing or two about the natural world. I'll strive to be one of them, and put two more into the universe.