Anne has been a source for admiration, affection, and awe, since I first met her in class fifty-five years ago. She was teaching Social Functions of Libraries, a core course in the graduate library program at Rutgers University. As Anne was leaving Douglass College, Donald Cameron, University Librarian, noted that Anne was exchanging one regiment for another. Anne and I crossed paths again after 1968 in the Five College Librarians group when I joined the library of UmassAmherst. About 1987, Anne wrote a letter of reference for me when I applied to and was accepted for a Master of Education degree also at UmassAmherst. After Anne’s retirement, we stopped to see her several times in Maine including dinner with friends from South Thomaston, one of whom continued to meet her in adult education. A few years ago, I learned that she and my son shared the same birthdate, so I began to send her birthday cards. My son turns 42 today. He was impressed with sharing the day with Anne. Anne believed that librarians should express themselves clearly and concisely, which I always thought about when communicating with her. Her cards and emails often expressed a message in a few words. She used shackled in a recent mail, because of her deterioration and mine; hearing loss, vision loss, stroke. I had hoped a friend could bring me the 200 plus miles to the service. Her last email said to keep in touch: I can with my mind and with our correspondence Henry Van Dyke’s poem Gone From My Sight, is another way. Jim Craig