LeClanche Durand

Irene and I used to bump into each other on Broadway several times a week in our Morningside Heights neighborhood. We’d stop and chat about current events and matters of local concern. Sometimes when I commented on a play or film, Irene would dive in with questions in her unique creative style. Our subsequent interactive discussion often created a work of art of our own in the moment. We loved that and would laugh and let it go as we proceeded on our separate errands on Broadway.

Not only was Irene part of the visual environment of the Morningside neighborhood.
She was a deep presence in each of our lives.
She still is, no matter her visual absence.
We still feel the deep touch of her loving care for all of us in LiLY.
Thank you, dear Irene.