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Susan Ridyard

I only found out about this site from Lynda a couple of days ago, and maybe a word from one of the many Girton undergraduates she supported won't be entirely out of place. Sadly, I'd been out of touch with Betty for many years, pretty much since I moved to the US in 1989 -- but how much I owe her, and how much I wish I'd been able to say so. In two important ways she framed my identity. First, I know I would never have been admitted to Cambridge if it were not for Betty's ability in 1975 to see some potential in a very shy, very intimidated young woman from a state high school in a Lancashire industrial town; I had (no regrets!) been rejected by one of the Oxford colleges and had been placed into "the pool" at Girton; Betty fished me out and in doing so certainly changed the course of my life. Not only did I love life as a Girton student, but I gained the confidence to proceed to a PhD and a fulfilling life as a medievalist and professor in Sewanee, TN. On a more frivolous but no less important note, I remember that Betty was the first person to call me "Sue". I've always loved the short, snappy, and informal three-letter word rather than the rather prissy "Susan," which I've long associated with someone telling me I've done something wrong. My memories of Betty: sherry in her rooms in Girton; garden parties with other "Girton historians" of the class of 1978; support and encouragement when I managed to catch mono in the middle of Part I exams; catching up throughout my graduate years, either in college or in her Albert St. house. Most of all, I always remember her as she was in this picture, at a party the day I got my PhD -- so YOUNG and with such a happy smile. The others in the pic: Natasha Squire (Lucy Cavendish), myself, my mother, Meryl Foster (Girton)
Lynda Coon
Hello, Dear Friends of the Most Amazing Betty Wood. Lynda Coon here. I am at the AHA in New Orleans. I see that the AHA has cancelled the SAT session in Honor is our beloved Betty and Sylvia. I would love to meet up with any of you who are here. Just let me know: llcoon@uark.edu. I'll name the time and place. I miss Betty. ❤️
Lorna McNeur

GUARDIAN OBITUARY FOR BETTY: BEN MARSH - Published 14 Oct 2021 Tony Badger started the process for the Guardian Obituary and Ben picked it up and took it to completion in the following way. Many thanks Ben and Tony! The Guardian was Betty's favourite Rag. You have Done Her Proud! My friend and mentor Betty Wood, who has died of cancer aged 76, was a Cambridge academic and a historian of the study of slavery, gender, and religion in the Atlantic world. She was among the first to study enslaved people, and specifically enslaved women, at an elite UK university and was instrumental in building the profile of early American history in the UK. Born in Melton Constable, Norfolk, the daughter of Marjorie (nee Green) and Stanley Wood, a railway guard, she was educated at grammar schools in Fakenham and Scunthorpe and became the first in her family to attend university, studying geography at Keele. Graduating in 1967, the following year she took a master's in social and economic history at the London School of Economics. Betty then undertook doctoral research at the University of Pennsylvania. Philadelphia, where she lived for three years, had seen race riots in the mid-1960s, and there her interest was sparked in American history and the origins of its racial complexion. Securing a fellowship at Girton College, Cambridge, in 1971, she completed her PhD in 1973 and became one of the first women appointed to the Cambridge history faculty. She built a career around a steady flow of groundbreaking publications and an abiding duty of care for her students. Betty's research was ahead of its time. It reflected her interest in people, power, and behaviour - as she painstakingly mapped out the contours of 18th-century slavery and gender relations among the inhabitants of colonial America and the Caribbean. Her book Slavery in Colonial Georgia, 1730-1775 (1984) charted the origins of racial slavery in a state at the heart of the civil rights movement. Eight further books explored enslaved people's informal economies and their labour patterns in early America. Her work addressed white privilege, black lives, gender identity, class solidarity, and spiritual community. Her best-known book, Come Shouting to Zion (1998), co-written with Sylvia Frey, is a rich survey of the rise of black protestantism in the American south and West Indies. I met Betty in 1997 and the next year she became the supervisor for my own PhD. She was a wonderful model of how to teach and learn with passion, humility and generosity in an academic world that can often lean towards privilege and competition. Always supportive of early-career researchers and other female academics, in 1999 she was appointed a reader at Cambridge. Betty also made a huge impact on academic networks in Europe and North America. She was awarded an honorary membership of the American Historical Association in 2018. In 2013 she retired from teaching and devoted more time to her love of wildlife and to history documentaries, sports, and gardening. She was also an avid Scunthorpe United fan and sports aficionado. Betty is survived by her brother, Philip, her nephew, Timothy, niece, Tamzin, and by two great-nephews and two great-nieces.
Lorna McNeur
Holding Betty in my heart today On this her day of Birth 23 February 1945
Lorna McNeur
Betty's Funeral and Reception Dear All, I attended Betty's funeral last week on Thursday and was deeply touched by the service and reception. Phil and Rosie gave Betty a truly grand Send Off, in the stunningly beautiful Crematorium garden grounds, a sensitive, respectful, and lovingly delivered service, and a beautiful woven wicker casket; on top of which was: Betty's photo, stack of her books, two Scunthorpe United scarves, all next to a central bouquet of flowers. We walked into the chapel accompanied by the processional music of Dixieland Jazz, The Magnificent Seventh, "Just a Closer Walk with Thee", which made me cry, as I knew Betty would have loved it. Later, one of Betty's faves was played, Bob Dylan's, "Blowin in the Wind", and ending with "You'll Never Walk Alone", by Gerry and the Pacemaker's. The reception afterwards was equally fitting of our Dear Betty, done in such a sumptuous setting with equally delicious food. I could just see Betty grinning shyly and delivering her famous phrase, "Too good for the Likes of me!" No dear Betty! It was all Perfect for You, and all that you have contributed to humankind, in your Lifetime. You were too Good for the Likes of Us! I hear that Betty's virtual zoom funeral went well with a good attendance, and "excellence, remembrances, and some frivolity about the past". Please accept my sincere apology that it has taken me longer to write this than I would have liked. I am suffering from some fatigue and have had to rest more than I expected. It was lovely that Kristin Brill was able to attend Betty's funeral and reception, as she is teaching relatively near by in Manchester. Warmest wishes and Love from Lorna xx
Heidi Voskuhl



Ah, I found the pictures of my MPhil graduation celebrations in Cambridge, October 1995. I knew I had them somewhere. Betty got to meet my mother's family (my mother had just died) and other Cambridge friends. I was so glad she could join us.
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