last time Summer and I were together, I was in
scolded her for not returning my voice-mail messages and making me worry
about her. Then she told me that her mother had died and that she had been
I had previously shown Summer a “show stopping” floral summer dress and jacket ensemble that I had bought for $35 at the Junior League thrift store. She loved it so much that we decided to share it. Then we got a crazy idea to go to a big social/fundraising function together. Would we “premiere it” at Warren Buffett’s event or at the opening of the Veterans Memorial? Whatever the function, one of us would wear it for the first half, then switch clothes so that other one could have fun watching reactions and create some talk.
Then we took our barnstorming one step further and decided to sell shares of the outfit to other women for $5 each, and have them showing up all over town for all sorts of summertime functions. And Summer already had fabulous accessories in mind for it.
in the middle of it all, she declared that I was “the most creative person
she had ever known.” I was dumbfounded, because she knows every creative
Today, upon receiving the news that she was found in the waters of Little Blue River, I wish I had asked Brandy, Summer’s daughter, to save that dress. I had never really wanted to bother her with what seemed like a trivial request while she was spearheading the campaign to find her mother. But now I see that I could have kept Summer’s spirit alive in many social circles and at many gatherings for years to come. It could have been known as “the Summer Dress.”
It’s the kind of outfit, and she was the kind of woman, who made you smile from the moment she walked in the room until she made her exit.
M.L. Bass sent this letter to friends upon learning this
week that the remains of Summer Shipp had been found. Bass lived in