From: Jocelyn Lieu <email@example.com>
Subject: Memories of Worth
Date: Feb 26, 2010 11:16 AM
My mother, Carolyn Myers Lieu, who’s Worth’s little sister, wants to share this fond memory of him:
“I remember him as being a very loving big brother—very sweet, lots of fun. He let me play his trumpet when I was two years old. It was his prize possession, and I was probably getting spit all over it. That was special for me, getting to play the trumpet.
“He was a very sweet guy, larger than life. That was how I saw him when I was little.”
And here are a couple of memories that I, his niece Jocelyn pass along, too. When his nephews (my cousins) Flip and David and I were in our 20s, we drove up from San Francisco, where I was visiting from New Mexico, to visit Worth. It was my first time seeing him since I was five. He was welcoming and warm. We all camped in his little house. He took us swimming in the river where he bathed, washing with biodegradable Dr. Bronner’s, if I remember right. The water was so cold it took my breath away, but Worth dove around in it long after we 20-somethings got out to warm up. We ate huge black raspberries from his amazing garden. For a special treat he took us to the nearby Chuck E. Cheese’s, which I thought he was doing for us—until I realized that he was delighted by the spectacle. He relished it.
When his sister Rosemary died, he and my mother talked on the phone. “She brought such joy,” he said of Roses. Worth brought joy, too. He loved life. What a beautiful lesson to pass down to us.