Anna is too loved

Here's a story that came to my mind. Anna taught Girls Self-Defense classes. The name of the class would mean nothing to Dariio but it can be explained as a class that taught girls how to feel comfortable and safe and happy. The class lasted for about an hour or an hour and a half after school, but very quickly the girls started thinking Anna was so awesome they would come to her with every issue they wanted to talk about (e.g. homework, friends, parental complaints, etc..). At first, it seemed great - we had a teacher who was loved and admired as she always was, but soon everything that would happen to these girls at home or in class they would say, "I'm going to tell Anna about this...". The school and the principal started getting calls from parents, "Who is this Anna?" and we ended up having a meeting to deal with the Anna is too loved situation.

XO, Liz (Victor Holub)

Swimming

Anna loves the the beach. Our first trip together was in Puerto Rico. When we arrived to Puerto Rico Anna was ready to hit the beach. Their were five of us, Lorraine, Ethis, Angelica, Anna and myself. Anna would be the first one to rise-up early in the morning to hit the beach. She will sit there reading her book or she will go for a swim. She's an excellent strong swimmer. I believe she can out swim a shark.

Love Always,
Ramona

AKA Colette Rabin

Here's another.. probably not for the kids:

In Portland circa '93 I belonged to a gym and one hot day brought Anna
+ Maudie as my guests to swim in the pool. I only had one guest pass so
Anna took the alias "Colette Rabin". Well, sure enough, the woman who
worked at the place came out to the pool and asked if we were members
and what our names were. When Anna said "Colette Rabin". the woman
said, "No you're not. I know Collette Rabin, she's in my spnning
class". Anna, non - plussed, just kind of quietly said, "well, that's
weird" and kept on swimming.

Awesome!

Story from James

Holding Krack's Hand

Hi guys. In Portland I was with Anna and Krack and a bunch of other people at a party at the Lucky House. These skaters that no one knew showed up and started to cause trouble. They ended up throwing a full beer can at Krack, which hit him in the face, giving him a big gash in his lip. Someone volunteered to drive Krack to the emergency room and Anna and I got in the car with him. Everyone who knows Krack knows he can be a bit hard to read under normal circumstances. As we rode in the car with him, he just didn't seem to be reacting at all. It was also hard to see how bad the gash was and I learned later that it was pretty deep. So I just assumed he was ok but Anna turned to him and said, "Krack, do you want me to hold your hand?" and I remember that Krack nodded vigorously. She held his hand until we got to the hospital.

Story from Neilson

Tee Shirts

Anna's directions to making Iron On shirts:
1. Buy T Shirt Transfers. She did not specify brand (but I used Avery).
2. Choose or design the art and/or the message to print on the transfer.
3. When printing on to the transfer sheet, be sure to first find in your printer settings the "Print Mirror Image" box to check off. (This way any type will iron on correctly)
4. Follow directions included with the transfers but be sure to iron slightly longer than the directions say and be sure to focus on the corners!
5. Be sure to wash inside out, but still expect some fading & cracking.

My collection of the shirts she made.

Car names

When I met Anna she had a white Volvo 4 door sedan with those neon flowers stuck all over it - did that car have a name? It must have...

Then there was the yellow Volvo 4 door sedan - Mr. Mustard (pronounced Meeestair Mustard).

Who else?

viva la revolucion

[This was an email that Anna sent out to the family on August 30,2004]

Although I have no photos (because I am digital phobic) I wanted to report
in from the massive protest yesterday. Did any of my fine family join me?
The sun was beating down but Ruby and I made our way among the (at least 500,000) people- chanting and marveling at the array of folks- moms, anarchists, fags, upper west side liberals and lots of commies. Could "no more years" be a reality? We can only dream. . .
Some of our favorite signs: more dior less war, the worst president we never elected, bomb Texas- they have oil too, No CARBS- cheney, ashcroft, rumsfeld, Bush (and Rice.) and my #1- a picture of Edwards and Kerry with "They suck less"

Of course Ruby's shirt was a hit:
Republicans, republicans go away. Don't come back another day.

viva la revolucion!
love, love anna