Dear Suri and Harvey
I was touched to receive your e-mail
regarding my words in Nancy’s
guest book. Your daughter was an inspiring friend and I will
miss her dearly. Nancy and I met in 1994 on the Upper West Side.
Nancy and a core group of about ten of us enrolled in a training
class for road riding. Many of us hadn’t been on a bike
since our youth and none of us had put in the kind of miles on
a bike that we would soon do. From the beginning Nancy was an
impressive and inspiring rider. It was no surprise to me that
she excelled as a competitive cyclist. I left for San Francisco
in 1997 and missed seeing her develop into the aggressive competitor
that she was. I got to know Nancy at the head of the pack. She
was an aggressive rider, and it always took me off guard that
she was at the head of the pack.
We got to know each other on long
rides up 9W from the George Washington Bridge to Nyack and beyond.
I wish I could offer
you stories of Nancy outside of our cycling endeavors. I
rarely outside of her cycling gear, which was every weekend
for about three years of my life. I missed her when I moved
but kept in touch through a mutual friend, who would tell me
stories about what a great cyclist she had become. Of all of
us who started cycling together, she was the one who became
the most accomplished competitor.
One of the things I remember most
about Nancy was her passion for travel and her commitment to
Judaism. I was always very jealous
when Nancy headed out for one of her Colorado ski trips. I used
to consider a career in travel if it could get me out of town
as much as Nancy got out of town. I also remember that I would
never see Nancy on Saturdays. As a non-Jew, it struck me as odd
at first that she could maintain such serious training schedule
and manage to observe the Sabbath. But she did. I guess it meant
that she was out on the road during the week after work. I wish
I could tell you more about Nancy’s life outside of cycling.
Sometimes I wondered what her life outside of cycling was like,
because all she seemed to do was cycle. I do know that your daughter
was deeply admired and loved by her friends and we will miss
her greatly. Perhaps the greatest contribution someone can make
to their friends, family, and colleagues is to inspire others
to be great. Nancy was such an inspiration.
I’m honored and touched with
the opportunity to contribute to your memories of Nancy.