I had the great privilege and joy of meeting Autumn in England, where I live, in 1994 or 1995, just about when her book, Mothers and Daughters of Invention, was published. She was my cousin, David Brewer's, lifelong companion. Autumn and David very kindly visited me in Oxford while I was still at university. I also had the good fortune to meet her a few years later in, if I remember correctly, Beaconsfield, with her wonderful daughter and son-in-law and with my Aunt Ellen as well in a warm and friendly home full of the happy presence of the Love of God. I was given a kind American welcome by all and will never forget a lovely day and evening spent with them all.

To Autumn's family, I send my heartfelt condolences along with deep gratitude and thanksgiving for the chance to be touched by a life so well spent with family in joy, music, study, stories, creativity, and a delighted openness of heart and mind. I am so very sorry that she is no longer walking among us, but feel absolutely certain that she dwells in Peace and Joy with God and His Angels. In fact, I expect they have already asked her to join their choir. I will never forget Autumn's rich and lovely voice. It glowed with warm fire like the season for which she was named. Autumn.