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Talia Thompson
Sharon Sloan
22 de diciembre de 1951 - 30 de septiembre de 2020
22 de diciembre de 1951 - 30 de septiembre de 2020
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Alicia Martinez
So it's been a year, and I still bawl my eyes out! I miss you so much, Sloan!! I miss talking about birds, butterflies, food, music, art, our parents and siblings, the kids, tech, history, aging, movies, aches and pains, pets,...just EVERYTHING in life. When you moved back to Dallas and I couldn't get a hold of you, I tried what seemed like forever to find you through either of the two nieces you spoke of. Finally we were able to connect and the plans for trips commenced once more. After Doug got the two "damn" cancers, you'd call me every few days to let me know you were there. I wish COVID would have never been because we were coming to see you during Spring Break just to "give you a hug". You're gone and now so is the Ivory Billed...what the hell is my life coming to? I fall apart every time I think about all our adventures! You have been my instructor, colleague, friend, mentor, family, confidant, and so much more. Never once have you not been there, now what am I going to do without you? We love you...I love you, Darlin. I will miss you until my last breath! Now you can travel everywhere!
Alex Berk
I only knew Sharon for a short time. Unfortunately, a very short time. I was introduced to Sharon first through the stories - and there are many of them - from her niece, and my very soon to be wife, Talia Thompson. From the stories, I knew Sharon to be her own person, in every sense - loving, brilliant, artistic, candid, bold, daring, outspoken, cultural, and the like. On meeting her, and almost instantly therein, she proved to be all the stories suggested, and so much more. She was a force who lived life on her own terms. More important than anything (for me, at least), was her love for Talia and our girls, Aydan and Adyson. Sharon was - and continues to be - life incarnate to Talia. She is, and should be, a source of inspiration - to go your own way.
Tristan Gilliam
I keep oscillating between moments of joy and grief. I never got to come see you at your new place, or show you pictures of mine. I had planned to come see you the day you passed, but I was too late. But I remember how much I loved swim days and sleepovers at your apartment. Adventures, museum outings, and cousin dates crammed in the back of your car. I remember thinking you were the most high-tech person I knew because you had a flip phone. I remember feeling ~super sophisticated~ having tea and cookies while you introduced me to quality British TV. I remember you desperately trying to clean me up in a restaurant bathroom that time a waitress dropped an entire tray of drinks on my head (then subsequently having to explain to my mom why my hair was all crunchy when we got home). I remember how very exciting and grown-up it felt to fly on an airplane for the very first time, just me and my sister, to come visit you in Phoenix. I remember regretting letting you give me at-home highlights in high school. I remember you sneaking us over to a slot machine in Las Vegas (when I was maybe 15) to pull the lever and so I could say that I "gambled." I remember the pride in your voice when I told you I was going on a trip, by myself, just because I could, because that's the kinda stuff you did. My whole life, I remember you being 100% about whatever thing I was into at the moment, always excited for me and in my corner. You were simply the most fun and awesome aunt that ever was. I wish we had more time. I love you and I miss you.
Butch Sloan
My older sister, Sharon, and I were some 20 months apart in age, but we were only one grade level apart until we graduated from high school. We walked and later drove back and forth to school together every day. I was known to many of our teachers and many of her friends as "Sharon's little brother." We even had one high school chemistry class together. Sharon played the coronet in the band while I played the trumpet. Sharon was elected treasurer of the band at a time when she was responsible for collecting and depositing thousands of fund-raising dollars a year, and I followed her in that role the next year. Needless to say, we were close, I learned a lot from her, and we established a unique relationship with one another which lasted a lifetime. For much of our adult life, even though we did not see each other often, Sharon was there for me and my family when we needed her. When we needed someone to care for our two-year old daughter, Katy, while my wife, Elaine, and I were at the hospital for the birth of our son, Jacob, it was Sharon that met that need. When Katy was leaving college in Austin for her first job in Denver, it was Sharon that went to Denver with Katy to help her find her first apartment. The last few years as Sharon's health declined, Sharon needed my help with transportation so she could attend family weddings and visits with our kids and grandkids. During this last year of her life, Sharon called me once or twice a week, and we had ongoing discussions about her health as well as sharing the latest stories about the grandkids. It was amazing that even though her physical body was failing, Sharon's mind remained so sharp. Sharon always remembered and cared about her "Bubba" and his family. It is that care that I will miss the most.
Katy Mitchell
I will always remember you with a smile... The fun we always had with you. The crazy trips. The expert advice on the "finer" things in life -- expensive sunglasses, good wine, Montblanc pens. Your independent spirit inspired me and gave me confidence to think outside our Texas bubble and venture out to Colorado and New York. I remember being reluctant to dive into tech but you got me a gmail address and a domain name while I was in college, and I never looked back. I loved that your job combined art and technology and it's kind of what led me to advertising in a round about way. I love that you got to meet Ellie and share in our excitement in expecting her little brother soon. I know this last year or so was hard on you, not being able to see clearly when you enjoyed reading so much, not being able to live independently the way you liked... I know you're in a better place, but I also know we'll miss you. You've left us with so many memories though, we'll remember you and smile often. I love you, Aunt Sharon!
Jack Sloan
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