I want to tell you about a remarkable woman.
Marny Lombard taught me everything I know about the world of magazines and AP Style. Together we navigated weighty and gentle topics. She mastered the art of the interview and wanted me to do the same.
She took a big risk with me – I studied education, not journalism. I knew little of AP style, much less of narrative story structure. But she saw potential and she believed in me.
Marny also mothered me. She guided me through some of the messy moments of college. She knew of my struggles. She always wanted me to grow; she still wants me to grow. Like mothers do, she held my hand for a while; then let me go with the understanding that she would always be there. She always is.
I learned much about love, life and the workplace in my two years with Marny. I worked through prideful moments and embarrassing journalism errors. She saw me through a breakup or two, the loss of my grandmother and a challenging school schedule. I had her red pen to continually put me back on the right path.
Marny’s only son, Sam, passed away two weeks ago. He knew adventure and he loved snowmobiling. He regularly colored his hair pink and he had an affinity for pink duct tape. Sam studied architecture and he flew a pirate flag atop his little brown truck. He always chose popsicles over beer. And Sam loved his mom.
As the stories emerge, it is clear Sam taught many of his friends the virtues of kindness, humility and non-judgment, virtues he undoubtedly learned from Marny.
I had but a small fraction of Marny’s time; Sam was her world. If she extended such kindness to me, I can only imagine the depth of love and support she showed Sam over the last 22 years.
Thank you, Sam, for sharing your mom with me. You have the best mom. She will miss you. We will all miss you.
"Always offer more than the necessary kindness, for you never know what battles others fight"
– in memory of Sam