Wed 12 Dec 2007
Touching remembrances of Emily Driscoll ‘05 in the Record.
According to friends, Emily Driscoll ‘05 was something of a maverick - traveling through India alone, opening an art gallery, giving all of herself to her artwork and loved ones.
A gifted artist, talented athlete, dedicated friend and community-builder, and beloved member of the Williams community, Driscoll died on Nov. 16 after being struck by a car while walking home to her Brooklyn apartment.
Those close to Driscoll remember a magnetic young woman with strong convictions, unflinching loyalty and a unique ability to connect with people. “She was good at a lot of things that she tried,” said her mother Rosanne Benedetto. “She was as good a cook as she was an artist. She enjoyed being with people. She was a very inclusive person when it came to people - she was as comfortable talking to her art professors as talking to a neighbor over coffee.”
“She would engage people beyond the basic, material exchange to find the kernel of goodness or truth in them that other people just sort of passed by,” said friend Eliza Myrie ‘03.
Read the whole thing. Editor-in-chief Erin Brown ‘08 reports thoroughly and writes beautifully. She does a fine job with this article, just as she has with the Record as a whole over the last year.
UPDATE: Thanks to FROSH mom for pointing to this picture of Emily. If any readers attend the candlelight this Sunday, please let us know how it goes.
Condolences to all.
December 12th, 2007 at 8:58 am
Thank you for this, particularly for the photograph. I see a strong resemblance to her father at that age.
If any of you are able to be there this weekend, please do report back.
I pray that somehow something good will come of this tragedy.
December 12th, 2007 at 10:09 am
“She was never smug about what she knew; she was more curious about what she didn’t know.”
What a wise and wonderful way to have lived life.
My heart goes out to her friends and family.
December 12th, 2007 at 8:27 pm
Wise twinkling eyes. Impish grin. A purple scarf. And those eyebrows! What a delightful picture!
December 14th, 2007 at 9:03 am
Several years ago, I had a young man working for me in NYC. Notre Dame, top of his class, football player. He wanted a career on the street, and worked hard at that ambition. He was walking through an intersection in SoHo, late in the evening, and was struck by a cab. His head hit the windshield. I spent the next week with his wonderful parents, at Belleview Hospital. They were from the mid-west, and hustle and bustle of NYC seemed somewhat disconcerting, especially under the circumstances. Brian looked as healthy as you or I, but for the bump on this head. Tragically the injury was fatal. They took comfort in the fact that he was doing the things he dreamed of doing, albeit for far to short a time. The memory of these wonderful young people lives on in our hearts. My sincere condolences for your loss.