Saturday, October 20, 2018

RIP Ashleyann Carlson: July 1, 1955 -- September 30, 2018



Today, 10-20-18, I attended the memorial service for Ashleyann Carlson with my family's very special friend Tom McHugh. (I know Tom and his wife Lori from something that has nothing to do with skating.)

I met Ashleyann at the ice rink at Chapel Hills Mall in Colorado Springs somewhere in 2005 when she introduced herself and told me that she was friends with the McHughs and that Tom and her had once been ice dance partners. (Ashleyann was Tom's first ice dance partner in fact and Tom began ice skating at the age of 45!)

She adored Tom and Lori, so every time we saw one another, we'd talk the "wonderful McHughs!"

We've been in touch ever since 2005 and I always thought it was so wonderful that Ashleyann loved skating so much and that she was always so complimentary about my three children's skating accomplishments.

Ashleyann is missed so much. Hugs to her husband Ted and to everyone who loved Ashleyann.




This is the paper Ashleyann gave me in 2005 when I met her at the Ice Arena at Chapel Hills Mall in Colorado Springs.  I stuck it in my purse and forgot about it, but when I was cleaning an old purse out last weekend 10-13-18, I found this paper!

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Monday, August 6, 2018

I Am So Sad About Silvia Mehl's Tragic Death




I was so sad to learn last week that Silvia Correa Mehl was tragically killed on Tuesday morning 7/31/18 when she was hit by a semi dirt hauling truck while walking in her neighborhood in Trabuco Canyon, California.  Her husband Richard wrote that she was in the crosswalk, but the truck driver said he did not see her until after he ran her over.

Richard and Silvia Mehl had a huge impact on my life and have always held a special place in my heart.  When I first moved in with my Grandma Fannie in Long Beach, California, in 1978, Richard made me feel so welcome and he made it possible for me to indirectly meet my husband to be, Dan Farris.  He owned The Atherton House, and was one of our housemates during our early years of marriage.

I saw Richard and Silvia fall in love.

In those days, Richard shared his ups and downs with us, his housemates, and I remember the day he announced that he and Silvia were engaged!  (Richard's father died suddenly of a heart attack on July 4, 1979.  Richard was a "thinker" and I remember him saying that if his father was alive, he may have not been able to marry Silvia because she was of Mexican American descent.)

In those days, Silvia started and lived in a house called The Harvard House, a house that a bunch of girls shared.  The Atherton House and Harvard House were named after the streets they were on, Atherton and Harvard, and were like "brother and sister houses" but the Harvard House was a way less crazy place than the Atherton House.   My best friend and lifelong friend Marion lived at the Harvard House and my niece Timaree lived there for a short time too.

Silvia was sort of the leader of the Harvard House like Richard was the leader at The Atherton House.  In fact, Richard and Silvia were the center of what made both houses such unified and wonderful places.  They both were natural leaders that people gravitated towards.

One night I remember going to the movies with my husband and Richard and Silvia and how honored I felt that they took the time to be with us.

Richard was a planner.  He planned everything he did, and I even remember overhearing Richard and Silvia planning their lives together shortly after they got engaged!

I've been thinking that their retirement must have had been planned with wonderful things.  Silvia had just retired after 30 years of being a 2nd grade teacher and I know she must have been a wonderful teacher.  I'm sad that Richard and Silvia's retirement plans together will not happen.

I remember Richard and Silvia's wedding.  (Richard says that Silvia died just before their 37th anniversary.)  Their wedding was wonderful.  My Grandma Fannie enjoyed that wedding and whispered loudly to me as each of the bridesmaids came down the aisle and I remember how beautiful a bride Silvia was.  I cry at every wedding I go to, so of course I cried at Richard and Silvia's wedding.  And...I remember Richard and Silvia having a garage sale where they sold some of their wedding presents in front of the Atherton House!

Receiving holiday letters from Richard and Silvia was always a highlight.  They both always took the time to sign each holiday card with a personal message.

I remember when Richard and Silvia's children were young. We saw their children grow through those holiday letters.

At Silvia's baby shower, I remember there being other expectant mothers there who were close friends of Silvia's and I actually remember one of Silvia's friends (I think it was Lorelei, but it could have been Karen) mentioning that she had thought about that the children in their wombs might be present at their funerals.  I have thought about that statement in the past week, since yes, Silvia's daughter Naomi just sent out an announcement about her mother's memorial service which will be on August 18, 2018.  Yes...Naomi, the baby in Silvia's womb at that baby shower will be at her funeral...

I remember Silvia mentioning that every time she watched figure skating at the Olympics that she thought of me!  I can see her smile as she told me that.

Even though we did not see Richard and Silvia face to face during all these years, the two of them held a special place in our hearts and were a part of us.

Anyway, it's hard to picture Richard without Silvia and I'm so, so sad she is gone.

We have been in touch for about 40 years. My heart is breaking.

Richard and Silvia On Piano Bench Right Above Me At the Atherton House Reunion in 1982


This is the intersection where Silvia was killed.  The truck driver was stopped at the stop sign and at the crosswalk and said he looked right but then waited for a white truck to make a left turn from the other crosswalk in front of him then another car that was in the other crosswalk went forward, and then the driver said he looked straight ahead and thought it was okay to go and didn't see Silvia in the crosswalk in front of him and drove right into her as he was making a left turn...the truck's trailer was low and crushed her.  She died on the scene.  It was about 8:05 am on Tuesday, July 31, 2018.

A man came to the scene right away after hearing a scream and checked her pulse.  

Richard had been searching for Silvia all morning and at 10:30 am he saw the police at the intersection where the accident occurred and tried to find out if the woman hit by the truck was Silvia.  He was not given any information, but later the coroner called Richard and confirmed that the accident's fatality was Silvia.   




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Sunday, August 5, 2018

My Friend Ellen Mentions That I Climbed Mt. Fuji!



My friend Dr. Ellen Albertson is a life coach specializing in women at mid-life.  In this video talk, she mentions that I climbed Mt. Fuji!

Actually, in one of her previous live video sessions, I mentioned I wanted to go to Japan and climb Mt. Fuji, and Dr. Ellen encouraged me to follow through on that idea and I did!

Ellen Albertson was live.

Thursday, March 8, 2018

Mary and Lyman Are "Like Family"

In January of 2014, my daughter Rebekah and my dad and I went to Chicago for an ice dancing partner tryout.  Rebekah tried out with Mary and Lyman's son Chris.  It turned out that Rebekah and Chris did not become skating partners, but a friendship that my family cherishes came out of our week together.

Lyman and Mary are the most generous,  fun, and wonderful people in the entire world!  When we are together we can laugh and talk and just "hang out" for hours and hours and even days and days.  When we are together we enjoy eating out and we enjoy taking walks together. I even got Mary and Lyman to buy kick scooters and go scootering with me!  I sort of taught Mary how to ride a scooter by the way...

And...Mary walked down all of Vail mountain while Lyman and I and our friend Joanna rode mountain scooters down the mountain.  (My husband Dan rode a bike down.)


JO ANN, Lyman, my friend Joann, and Mary - Vail. Colorado September, 2016

Rebekah and Chris - January, 2014

Mary, my husband Dan, and Lyman - Vail, Colorado September, 2016


Mary and Lyman own the coolest blue colored Victorian house that is covered with ivy in Chicago.  They moved there for graduate school and just stayed.  Inside the house is the coolest upright grand piano which Lyman plays daily.  He is passionate about playing piano.

Mary went to law school, but never really had a chance to practice law since Mary took care of her ailing mother for quite some time.  They now travel to their vacation home in Florida which they inherited after Mary's mother passed away.  (I was so worried about Lyman and Mary's safety since they were in Florida around the time of that horrible Hurricane Irma in the fall of 2017.  Fortunately, they just drove out of the state and enjoyed some site-seeing instead.  They didn't want to leave their car in Florida during the hurricane.)

Lyman and Mary both like to drive and drive around the crowded Chicago highways all the time.  They got used to driving a lot when their son Chris trained at his skating in the Chicago metro area.  I am always amazed how calmly they drive through all the Chicago traffic!

My dad and Lyman - January 2014


When my family had a personal emergency, Lyman and Mary came to the rescue.  They even drove my dad's car out from Chicago to Colorado after my dad moved away from Chicago.   Then, they stayed with us for over two weeks in Colorado and during those two and a half weeks we had so much fun that we all felt like we were on a never-ending vacation.  We even spent a day at the lake kayaking together.  Mary loved kayaking in our inflatable two person kayak with her husband.

When we visited Chicago, Lyman and Mary took us on one adventure after another.  We visited the museum of Science and Industry, the Chicago Art Museum, and the Chicago Botanical Gardens.   I got Lyman to ice skate with me a few times and taught him how to do a beginning ice dance and some figures.  Lyman even ended up getting his photo included in my book, MY SKATING LIFE.

JO ANN and Lyman - January 2014


When the Disney On Ice Frozen tour came to Chicago, Lyman and Mary, picked Joel up at his hotel and showed him around and treated him just like he was their own son.  They also came to the show and watched Joel perform.  That was during Joel's first season of traveling with Disney On Ice and Mary and Lyman gave Joel a feeling that he had "family" in Chicago.

Mary took care of my daughter Rebekah after Rebekah had surgery.  Mary also fell in love with the cat Rebekah had then and our dog Duchess became very attached to Mary.

Lyman and my dad can talk for hours and hours about medicine.  Lyman tells me he always wanted to be a pathologist like my dad, but he is now a retired pharmacologist.  He helped in the development of a drug called lansoprazole.   My husband and Lyman can talk about religion and politics for hours.  Joel also enjoys talking politics with Lyman. 

Lyman has the best laugh in the world.   His laugh is so wonderful that just hearing him laugh makes other people happy. 

Mary and Lyman's son Chris is the love of their life just like my three children are the loves of my life.  Chris visits his parents in the USA when he can, but he is in Bulgaria and England and Chris is an elite ice dancer.

Yes, Mary and Lyman are the best friends in the world and  really are "like family."  I wish we could be together more often, but we know that if we need anything at all, they would be there for us.  How totally cool is that?!  And...our wonderful friendship began because of figure skating, but so much more than skating now connects us for life!




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Thursday, March 1, 2018

Only My Hairdresser Gail "Knows For Sure"


 "Does She Or Doesn't She? Only her hairdresser knows for sure." 

The above slogan went with a late 1950s early 1960s and 1970s television commercial for a hair coloring product called "Miss Clairol."

That slogan is also completely true when it comes to the only stylist who has ever "touched my hair" since November of 1991!  That person is Gail - my hairdresser.  Although I am Gail's client, we are friends.  Not only that, we know so much about one another!

Think about it this way:  If a woman like myself goes to the same hairstylist for appointments every six to seven weeks for over 27 years, it makes complete sense that the person who does my hair would know a lot about me and I'd know a lot about her!  It also makes perfect sense that we would become friends.


Here's the story of the very special bond-friendship I have with Gail:


In early November of 1991, right after my husband Dan and I moved to Colorado Springs from San Francisco, I did the usual things that one does after a move.  I filled out change of address forms.  I got a Colorado Driver's license and I registered to vote in Colorado.  I found a dentist.  I found a doctor.  I landed a job.  And....of course, I found the most important person a woman needs...I found a hairdresser!

JO ANN and Dan - So Happy To Have Moved to Colorado in Late 1991 

I was in my early 30s then and "the grey" was beginning to show slightly in my dark brown hair.  When I lived in San Francisco, I'd begun to have my hair colored to cover that little bit of grey every six weeks or so.  I knew I most definitely wanted to continue getting my hair colored to cover the grey after I moved to Colorado, so I called my former skating partner's wife Debbie, and asked where she had her hair done.

Debbie told me she went to a place called Hombre Hair Designers and had her hair done by someone named Annie, so I called that salon and asked for Annie.  Annie told me she didn't "do color," but told me that Gail, who also worked at her salon, did "do color," so I set up an appointment with Gail.

I remember the day I had my first appointment with Gail in late November, 1991.  I guess when new clients set up appointments at hair salons, they don't always show up, so when I entered the Hombre salon, just as I walked in, I heard Gail saying to another stylist, "I wonder if my new client named Jo Ann will show up?"  And....there I was!  (Guess what?  I've "showed up" ever since...)

Hombre was located in beautiful area at the foot of Cheyenne Mountain.  It was the coolest salon since every stylist had their own private area that was really a private room-like cubicle.  I loved it since my hair was cut and colored in total privacy. (No one, except Gail, could see what I looked like when coloring goop was on my head...)

I have had hair appointments with Gail every six to seven weeks since that very first appointment with Gail that took place in November of 1991!  I even arrange my travel plans around my hair appointments with Gail.

Gail did my hair when I was pregnant with all three of my children, but was also "there" when I miscarried during my first pregnancy.  She did my hair when she was pregnant.  She even gave my son Joel his first haircut!  She has cut (and briefly colored) my husband Dan's hair and she has cut both of my daughters' hair.  I'm fairly certain she gave my daughter Rebekah her first first haircut. (Rebekah and I remember that poor Gail had to get a lot of tangles out of Rebekah's hair since Rebekah never let anyone comb her hair when she was a little kid.)  Gail has even cut, styled, or colored some of my friends' hair.

My Son Joel's First Haircut by Gail at Hombre Hair Design

We have taken part in one another's life journeys during every one of my hair appointments since Gail and I have told one another so much about what is going on in our personal lives.  Gail tells me that I always have stories to tell her that make her laugh, but we have also cried together.  I have also learned about how she grew up in a small southern Colorado town and how she ended up moving to Colorado Springs.

When my children were little, I would sometimes take all three of them to my hair appointments.  At Salon Frank Paul, I recall there was an area where they could sit "quietly" and color and play.  At Jerome de Fazio, I have a recollection that Gail had to call me to tell me that children were not allowed, so my husband Dan took off work to watch the kids during my hair appointments with Gail from that point on.

Our little Pomeranian dog, Porcher, died in early 2012.  I remember it was a Thursday, and I had a hair appointment with Gail that day.  I went to the appointment while Dan and the kids made funeral arrangements for our dog and I remember Gail giving me advice on how to bury a dog properly!  (We were very sad, but we couldn't help but giggle when Dan called and asked how to wrap the dog in the box we prepared to put in the ground.)  When I got home, after the hair appointment, I had "perfect hair" during our sweet dog's funeral.

When my husband Dan was in a horrible accident in 2005, Gail even came to the hospital to give him a haircut and beard trim after he came out of being in a coma.  (Dan says he looked like a motorcycle gang member before that haircut and beard trim.  I thought he kind of looked like an old mountain man.)

Dan and Rebekah and Joel Before Gail Cut His Hair - October 2005

Dan and all of us after Gail cut his hair at the hospital - October 2005

It has not even crossed my mind not to follow Gail from one salon location to another salon location since she is one of the best hair stylists ever.

(Gail and my daughters laugh that I've had the same exact hair color and cut for all these years!  Although my hair color and cut may have not changed much, Gail has had many different colors of hair and styles through the years...)

Salon Frank Paul
Retouch Salon - Old Colorado City

From the Hombre salon in Cheyenne Mountain, she moved to Salon Frank Paul, a salon on South Tejon Street that was fairly near Hombre.  Then she moved to this very fancy and plush salon in the upper Skyway area of Colorado Springs on 21st street called Jerome de Fazio.  From there, she moved to a salon inside an old church in Old Colorado City called Perfect Angels.  (Can you imagine?  A salon inside a church?!)  And then there was Caposhi salon, also in Old Colorado City.  After the Caposhi salon flooded, I followed Gail to her current location, Retouch Salon, also on Colorado Avenue in Old Colorado City.

I went to Gail's house, instead of a salon, for at least a couple of hair appointments in these past 27 years: Once after her daughter was born and once after the Caposhi salon flooded.

I literally have gone where Gail has gone!  Since that first appointment with Gail in 1991, I've just followed her around!

And...during all these years together the two of us have gone from us both having no children to having kids.  Many birthdays have passed and been celebrated and we've watched one another's kids grow up and we've talked about our husbands, Dan and Tim, and we talk about our families.  We've shared lots of laughs and we shared lots of tears, and have shared a few secrets.

Gail was around when I lost my first baby to miscarriage.  I was around when she had her daughter Emilia Rose.  We've given one another advice.  I've met some of Gail's friends and family members.  I met her fellow stylist from Salon Frank Paul, also named Gail, who died tragically.  We've been there for one another when we've lost people who we've cared about and loved.  Gail even told me about the greatest handyman ever, Janus Zalewski, who has a lot of work inside and outside of our house.  (Janus is awesome too!)

Gail's Friend Janus has done so much work on our Blue House in Colorado!


Gail's Daughter Emilia Rose 2018

Gail's Niece Heather and JO ANN - Sun Valley, Idaho Summer of 2017
Gail's Niece Heather, Jo Ann, and Gail's Grand-Niece Morgan - Sun Valley, Idaho 2017

Of course, Gail has a signed copy of my autobiography, My Skating Life.  Also, Gail has a grand-niece who is a figure skater!  I'd heard about her niece and grand-niece for years (ever since my kids went to Salt Lake City for US Figure Skating's Junior Nationals in 2007) and I've been in touch with her niece on Facebook, but finally, during the summer of 2017, I met Gail's niece Heather when I was in Sun Valley, Idaho with my dad and my daughters.  Gail's niece Heather approached me as I was riding my Razor scooter by the outdoor Sun Valley rink and told me she was Gail's niece. I was so delighted!  It was great to finally meet Heather and Morgan face to face.

Rebekah's Bat Mitzvah in 2011 - Gail and Emilia are sitting in the 4th row

Gail and her daughter Emilia attended my daughter Rebekah's Bat Mitzvah and I am fairly certain Gail styled and trimmed Rebekah's hair before that special day.  Gail made Rebekah's hair look really fantastic before an audition and every once in awhile Gail trims my daughter Annabelle's beautiful long hair.  Sometimes my dad will just "hang out" at the salon when I get my hair done.

My daughter Annabelle smiles after Gail trimmed her hair in January of 2018
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My Daughter Rebekah Smiles After Gail Did Her Hair Before an Audition in 2014

Gail rejoiced with me when my son Joel was hired for Disney On Ice.  I recall that she may have been the first person I told the news since Joel received an email offering him a part in the cast of Disney On Ice Frozen just before one of my hair appointments.

After 27 years, Gail and I know we have a very special and unique friendship and connection.  Our friendship and bond has grown way beyond a client-merchant relationship and we've grown closer and closer.  What we have has become more and more special.

Yes!  It is true.  Only my hairdresser Gail "knows for sure!"




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Friday, February 23, 2018

Lisa Believed In Me and I Believed in Lisa

As I have been writing about some of my friends in this JO ANN's Friends blog, I have realized that some of the friends that I now consider lifelong friends were once my bosses, so I am writing some blog posts that are dedicated to those wonderful people who hold a very special place in my heart since they had a part in shaping my life. We met because of work, but as the years passed, when we no longer worked together, we connected again and discovered that we were friends for life. How COOL is that!

In this blog post, I am writing about Lisa.  Lisa believed in me.  Her belief that I could achieve great things helped me to work at doing things I didn't believe I could do. She and I now have a friendship and trust that both of us treasure. Enjoy the story of our friendship which is below.

Lisa - Manager at Plaza Ice Chalet Colorado Springs 1994
 At the end of 1991, my husband Dan and I moved to Colorado Springs.  The two of us wanted to start over in Colorado Springs after our nearly four years in San Francisco.  The organization we had worked for in San Francisco was what some might call "high demand" and we were exhausted.  I stopped working for that organization in late 1989, but Dan stayed until we left San Francisco in late October of 1991.

At the time, we did not want to stay in San Francisco and decided it was time to fulfil our dream of moving to Colorado Springs.  Every time we vacationed in "The Springs," we felt like the place should be our home.  It was time to make our dream a reality.

My family owned a small two bedroom condo at the foot of Cheyenne Mountain that my father had purchased at an auction during my days of training at The Broadmoor.  "The Condo" had been the Schneider family's vacation home ever since my brother Billy and I stopped training. We would gather at "The Condo" for family reunions and Dan and I had spent several wonderful vacations there enjoying the condo's indoor pool and hot tub and just enjoying Colorado. 

When Dan and I left San Francisco and moved to Colorado Springs, we moved without landing jobs in advance since my parents told us that we could stay in "The Condo" for as long as we needed to.  We were delighted and so happy to be in Colorado!

In early November of 1991, when we arrived in Colorado, the job market in Colorado Springs was what one might have called "dismal."  The want-ads in the city's only newspaper, the Gazette Telegraph, could be read in a matter of seconds.  There were just no jobs available.

Once we were unpacked and settled in "The Condo," Dan and I prepared resumes on our little Macintosh computer and began looking for work.  Of course I wanted to teach skating.  In San Francisco, after I'd left the organization that Dan and I worked for, I'd taught part-time for Ice Capades Chalets and balanced that with an office job.  I wanted to do the same thing in Colorado Springs.

I first contacted Kathy Casey at The Broadmoor World Arena,  but learned quickly that she was not hiring new coaches.  At the city owned rink, Sertich Ice Center, the Skating Director, Linda Kola, told me she'd put me on the substitute teaching list.  

There was one more ice rink in town called The Plaza Ice Chalet.  It was located on Tejon Street near the downtown and was a cute small chalet type rink with low rails.  The rink was was indoors and was small.  A beautiful view of the mountains could be seen by those who skated there.  Public skating went on at "The Plaza" for hours and hours each day and there was no hockey. 

As soon as I walked into "The Plaza" with my resume, I wanted to teach there.  The rink reminded me so much of Ice Capades Chalet in San Mateo, California, where I had taught part-time when I lived in San Francisco.  I knew I'd found my teaching skating "home" in Colorado and hoped that whoever hired coaches at "The Plaza" would want me on the staff.

I will never forget the day I met Lisa, the manager of "The Plaza."  I introduced myself and gave her my resume which she studied thoroughly.  She saw how qualified and experienced I was after reading my resume, and I knew immediately that she wanted me on her coaching staff.  She recognized the names of my coaches during my days of training and also recognized the people I'd put on the resume as references.  She even knew my brother!  Lisa made me feel important and welcome that day.

It took a few weeks before a new session of class lessons began, but soon, I received a call from Lisa and I was given a full schedule of classes to teach, and in time, I became quite established at the Plaza as a respected coach.  Lisa believed in me and never stopped believing in me.  Teaching on her staff at "The Plaza" was so fun, that I wanted to be there all the time!

Lisa was the hardest working rink manager and she also was the most knowledgeable figure skating coach.  I was in total awe of her.  She worked from early morning to late at night.  She made sure the condition of the ice at the Plaza Ice Chalet was perfect and was an expert at driving the little Zamboni that resurfaced Plaza's small ice sheet.  It was common to see her walking and sometimes running across the rink in high heels!  Her carefully selected staff worked hard and somehow every person that worked under her became her friend.  

It is unusual for an individual to manage a rink and also direct a skating school, but Lisa did both.  She was able to do that because she'd give her employees a chance to excel and do work that she could have done herself.  She was a master at delegating responsibility.  When we made mistakes, Lisa took the blame, and let us try again.  

Lisa tells me that whenever possible, she considered everyone that worked for her to be a friend and she never thought of herself as being a "boss" to any coach.  She knew she had hired a capable group of coaches, so she let them do what they did naturally and Lisa says they did a great job.

As time passed, Lisa gave me more and more classes and she'd recommend me to prospective private students.  She did the same with the rest of her staff.  We were a wonderful team.  

Not only did Lisa believe in each person who worked under her, but she made an effort for all who skated at the rink to feel like one happy family. 

When a cool new skating type ski called Sled Dogs was invented, Lisa made it possible for us all to get to rent the product for free and then we all headed up to Copper Mountain to ski together.  When I became pregnant with my first child, Lisa gave me a baby shower.  Banners were put up at the rink when Plaza instructors Christine Fowler and Garrett Swasey won the National Junior Dance title.  Lisa worked it out for the rinks' skaters to march in local parades.  She even began the Plaza Ice Chalet Figure Skating Club .  Enthusiastic volunteers and Plaza coaches together produced ice shows that showed off the many many young and old skaters that skated at the rink.  

There were so many other wonderful things Lisa did for her Plaza Ice Chalet family.  For example, she coached some of the most talented skaters at the rink and became a "2nd Mom" to those skaters.  If a coach needed help, she was always willing to take the time to leave her office.  She was a mentor to all.  

Smiles were contagious at "The Plaza" and that was because of  Lisa!

The Beautiful Plaza Ice Chalet

Sadly, the Plaza Ice Chalet closed in 1994.  As the rumors of the rink closing happened, Lisa did her best to protect "the Plaza family."  She knew we would eventually lose our beloved "skating home," our beloved rink, to what was considered "progress" for Colorado Springs, but she tried so hard to keep our rink open. 

Even after the rink closed, Lisa "looked after" those who had been part of that wonderful magical rink.  I think it might have been then, when Lisa was no longer my boss, that I realized she was a true friend.  Lisa continued to believe in me and without that I don't know if I could have survived during the time I call "The Colorado Springs Ice Famine." 

It was really hard to keep teaching skating in Colorado Springs after the Plaza Ice Chalet closed, but Lisa helped all of us who felt somewhat lost without our rink stay together.  The little club she started at "The Plaza" changed its name to the Front Range Figure Skating Club and rented private ice time.  We continued to connect and help one another.  We tried to keep skating fun for all the people who had once skated at Lisa's happy rink.  Doing that was not easy.

Somehow, I kept teaching skating between 1994 to 1998.  During that time, I taught at both the city's Sertich Ice Center and at Colorado College.  The wonderful Plaza Ice Chalet became a memory.  Lisa continued to teach a bit, but went on to work full-time at another job.

Then, sometimes magical happened!  A new ice rink, the Ice Arena at Chapel Hills Mall, opened in Colorado Springs in 1998.  And guess what?  The management company sent a representative named Glen to Colorado Springs to do the hiring for that mall rink and Glen remembered me when I worked under him when I lived in San Francisco.  He asked me who he should hire to manage the new mall rink and of course,  I recommended Lisa!  I knew she was the best rink manager ever.  I believed in her.

I remember calling Lisa after I met with Glen and telling her that I recommended her.  We were both so excited.

In February of 1998, the offices for the rink opened in the mall before the rink did and I visited the rink's office to congratulate Lisa the day that office officially opened.  I knew I would be teaching at the new beautiful rink, but Lisa believed  me so much, that on that day, I was surprised to be given the job and title of Skating Director!  

Lisa never stopped believing in me.  At the time, I was the mom of two young children, so I ended up sharing the Skating Director job with two other young mothers, Karen S. and Karen K.  The three of us worked  hard for Lisa and based on Lisa's model, we all became friends.  

Also, Lisa knew I liked skating in hockey skates and before long I was directing the rink's learn to skate to play hockey program.  Lisa's belief in me made me do what I thought I could not do.  I've been teaching skating skills for hockey ever since!

Lisa Teaching at the Ice Arena Chapel Hills Mall


The company that managed the Chapel Hills rink put high demands on Lisa.  She always protected those who worked under her from that management; somewhere in 2002 or 2003, Lisa's time as a rink manager ended.  

All of us who worked under Lisa had all gained so much confidence under her leadership and guidance. We all went on to do various things in our lives and careers. 

Many years have passed since the time when I worked for Lisa.   For me, Lisa's belief in me helped me realize that if I put my mind to it, I could do anything!  She gave me that confidence.

Lisa left Colorado, but she and I have kept in touch via phone, through email, and through Facebook.  Two chapters in my autobiography, MY SKATING LIFE, are about her and the happy rinks she managed.  I know that if I ever need need anything, she'll be there.  

I can't help but think of the Carole King song, "You've Got a Friend" when I think about Lisa. If I am ever "down or troubled or need a helping hand," I know Lisa will be there.  Yes, the words "You've got a friend" ring true when it comes to my relationship with Lisa.  We are friends for life. 

To Lisa: Thank you for being a part of my life!  I treasure our friendship.






Lisa (left) is in the front row with Skating Directors JO ANN, Karen K., and Karen S. - Ice Arena at Chapel Hills Mall 2000


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