Lynn R Anders
April 16, 1964 – May 20, 2020
Lynn R Anders, age 56, of Seattle, Washington passed away on Wednesday May 20, 2020. Lynn was born April 16, 1964.
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Lynn R Anders
May 30, 2020
Evan Marquit --- Part 1
I never got to spend much time with Lynn but I admired her right away, from our first introduction.
I'm pretty sure that happened in the mid-90’s when Sally brought Lynn along on a weekend trip to the Ostrander ski hut in the Yosemite National Park backcountry with a tightly-knit group of friends of Sally's and mine. Knowing none of us in advance but Sally, Lynn managed to not just “fit in,” but to really ramp the group up to higher heights of zaniness and down to deeper depths of meaning and connectedness than we’d have ever reached on our own. She also showed plenty of comfort and grace carrying a pack and free-heal shredding the slopes of the Sierra, miles from the nearest road! Go Lynn!
I don’t have a good memory but I’m pretty sure that after dinner one evening on that trip, Lynn instigated a round of completely whacko/gonzo freestyle-rap-cheerleading in the hut. I had never imagined, no less seen, anything like that before! Who was this brilliant and crazy character and how did she wind up with a mind capable of generating these ideas and getting others onboard with her? Go Lynn!
May 30, 2020
PART 2/2 (out of order)
Lynnie, I will remember all the things that made you human. You were always YOU, inhabiting yourself perfectly. Non-apologetic for things that didn’t matter, like a messy house or dishes in the sink. While battling this horrible disease you learned how to be gentle and forgiving with yourself, and to accept help when offered.
While your body was failing you, your heart & spirit were growing in depth & beauty. I found a text you sent last June where you shared notes you’d written to yourself. “ We are love. I don’t need to change or fix anyone else or change the world to match my vision. Everything is as it should be. My job is to be, to live life from joy. Follow my heart and I can’t go wrong.”
Jackson, you’re your Mom’s ultimate pride and joy & the biggest blessing in her life. Many of her beautiful qualities live on in you. She was and is so proud of your inner strength & your capacity for love.
Ellen, Irv, Bruce & Jeff, my prayers & love are with all of you as you grieve this loss & reflect on the joy she brought to this world.
Lastly, Erik. My heart goes out to you because I know you feel like yours is breaking. You were there for her right to the end, and that is such an incredible gift of love. She’ll always be with you. Stay open.
Lynnie, 2 hrs before you passed from this world to the next I was driving home when a huge rainbow stretched over the Utah fields. I know one of your fav songs was the Hawaiian version of ’Somewhere over the Rainbow’, and I pulled over and said a prayer. I miss you so deeply, but I’m glad you’re out of pain. I will see you in the mountains, the rainbows and the sunbeams shooting from the heavens. I'll try to honor you by finding joy & beauty in every single day. Til we meet again, my beloved Bat Girl friend. . . xox Jennie
May 30, 2020
PART 1: Jen’s Tribute
Lynnie, where to begin? I’m unable to fit my entire message onto this website, so I’ll attempt to post it in 2 parts
Lynn Ruth, aka Bat Girl, you have been my dearest friend & closest confidant since grade school. We were inseparable. You were my motivating force throughout hg school, my partner in crime, & have been the source of more belly laughs over the last 50 yrs than most humans are lucky enough to enjoy in a lifetime. I have flash backs our McDonalds burger-eating contest (we tied at 4 each) & one of us prank calling boys in 7th gr while the other one listened in on the extension in my parents’ room. X-C, gymnastics and track wouldn’t have been half as fun without you & Wease. I remember practicing our balance beam routines in the strangest of places. In the classroom you were a force to be reckoned with. You had a brilliant mind that could out-reason half the teachers in school, and they knew it.
My all-time fav hg school memory was trying to tame your long, wildly curly hair. Every morning we’d get off the bus & run straight to the girls’ bathroom armed with a brush & a can of hair spray. From this losing battle came your ‘Bat Girl’ nickname, because your hair would frizz out around your head like big bat wings. While we were attending to your unruly mop each morning, you’d sing opera at the top of your lungs in the bathroom until we were on the floor laughing. You were spontaneous, kooky & one of a kind.
In the 2 decades after college you wrote me long letters about impt stuff. I saved them all. You were forever funny, humble and utterly yourself with no pretenses. What I admired most was your uncanny ability to keep life in perspective when things weren’t going your way. You focused on the blessings in front of you instead of the challenges. You were full of gratitude and positivity on a daily basis, and you shared that gift with all who knew you.
(Uh oh...out of space. On to part 2.)
May 30, 2020
This photo (from ~2002, and on our fridge since) is a favorite. We had all spent a long day of biking in the rain and mud (White Rim Trail, in Utah). Gathered for dinner, Lynn stands out--living in the moment, center stage, probably singing, and certainly making the best of it. We do miss Lynn. I'm grateful to the many people who were close by her side (and in close touch) in her final weeks. I'm certain she felt loved right to the end. Thanks.
May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020
Lynn and I were classmates from 7th-12th grade. We lost touch after high school, but we were reconnected through Louise Lynch and Jennie Tashima when the three of them paid me a visit in 2010 when I was living in Ennis, MT. The moment Lynn and I saw each other after 28 years . . . it was if we had never been apart! The four of us spent four or five legendary days together!
On the day we were to float the Madison, I went over all of the rules: 1. wear shoes 2. plant your ass deep in the tube 3. tether your tube to someone else's 4. don't go near the bank of the river where there are low hanging trees or downed trees. Pretty simple, right?
We rented four tubes; one of them had a hole in it. While Lynn and I drove to town to replace it, Jennie and Louise decided that they would tether together because, they lovingly told me, "Lynn is a spaz" and they didn't want to flip. Our tubes were not the only thing tethered--our hearts were forever tethered that day. Not a ripple went by that we weren't laughing our butts off. Everything was funny! Everything! Lynn was SPF 100: red pants, a long sleeved white shirt, a wide brimmed sun hat, sneakers, and gloves. She was just so . . . Lynnie! Lynn and I were in bliss and joy and hysterical laughter until . . . Jennie couldn't keep her butt down in the tube, they went too close to shore, and a widow maker flipped her. She wasn't wearing shoes, and long story short . . . an ER trip ensued.
Floating down the river of life was only one of the outrageously hilarious memories we created in Montana. Lynn and I kept in close touch after that trip. She and her beloved Jackson visited MT again and I was able to spend a beautiful day with them. It was moving to see Lynn as a mom--Jackson was the center of her life.
When my mother died in 2012, Lynn told me, "Relationships continue long after someone dies. You have time to work things out with your mother."
I will forever see Lynn Anders in all things beautiful. <3
May 29, 2020
I have known Lynn since freshman year of college. She is everything I am reading here in these kind and generous remembrances.
I want to say how grateful I am to have been pulled back into her orbit over the last year and a half. And I'll tell just one story, of how Lynn changed me forever in that time.
I had asked her to communicate something to me, I can't even recall what, but in hindsight I felt I had been too demanding of her. So I called her to apologize. She said, "You have nothing to apologize for. We are all forgiven for everything."
That last sentence blew open my mind. Not, You are forgiven. Or even, We are all forgiven. But, We are all forgiven for everything. It has truly changed my understanding of the grace of forgiveness. I have no idea how she knew that. But I will forever hold that truth in my soul.
In gratitude to you, my dear sweet Lynnie,
Margaret, or Marg said with a Vermont accent
Mary Lee McRoberts
May 29, 2020
It is one of the great privileges of my life to have shared Lynn’s cancer journey these past two years. She popped into my office one day seeking care. I said I’ll help you as much as I can and teach you what I know – that’s how it started. Her determination to beat cancer was formidable. Her spirit was awesome. And her bright goldenrod pants were a sight to behold.
One of the things I loved about Lynn was her ability to simply be in the present moment. I remember one day telling her after our session to go home and be with nature in her back yard, to glory in the sunshine and all living things. She texted me a picture later of her lying on the ground in her backyard, sleeping in the sun. Not on a chair, mind you, right on the ground. Jackson came home from school and took the picture, it was lovely.
I send my soft goodbye to Lynn today, knowing that her physical body is gone but her spirit lives on in Jackson, Erik, her family, and all of us who have had the grand privilege of sharing space with her. I’ll be seeing Lynn in the whisper of the wind, the rustle of trees – and every time I see goldenrod pants!
I taught Lynn about healing. She taught me about courage. We both experienced love. I’m grateful.
May 29, 2020
There are two situations that repeated themselves over the many years of knowing Lynn that, for me, capture her wonderful and quirky essence...
1) She used to have her birthday parties every year at my house in Boulder. All of our friends from Ultimate would be sprawled all over the floor and couches, there would be a huge pile of shoes at the landing of the stairs, and Lynn would walk around serving everyone chunks of cookie dough on a platter. She would say in her inimitably logical way, "This is what people really want. The cookies are just an excuse to eat the dough.” I loved how she saw right through the norms and went straight to the core. But the funniest part was that the batter she offered was the kind you buy in a roll and slice (not homemade), AND she didn't slice it neatly, but rather only kind of cut it, and then separated the rest with her fingers, so each bite on offer was uniquely fingerprinted.
2) After Lynn moved away from Boulder, I would get regular phone calls filled with heavy breathing. Not prank calls, these were always her, rushing from one place to another. Out of breath, she would say, "Hi, I don't have very much time. I am ______, so just tell me one good thing from Wendy's day." Sometimes we would literally spend 2 minutes on the phone, then she would say, "OK, gotta go. I just wanted to say hi and hear your voice." As someone who hates talking on the phone, but loves my friends, I found this approach to be absolutely perfect. I wouldn't have thought it was "okay" to call someone you hadn't seen in months for such a quick talk. I cherish Lynn for so many reasons, but one is that she didn't let what was "okay or not okay by someone else's arbitrary standards" stop her. And neither should we.
May 29, 2020
Lynn and I became fast friends when we met at the UW, and our friendship was a hilarious, original, adventurous ride filled with laughing, skiing, biking, hiking, and sharing of every detail of our lives. It was also deep and challenging, which is what made it such a gift.
For a long time after we moved apart, Lynn would send me birthday presents. They would arrive in worn envelopes and inside I’d typically find a fuzzy article of clothing wrapped in crinkled newspaper accompanied by a loving note scrawled on a sheet from the recycle bin. The gifts were beautiful items found at thrift shops. I, only the other hand, would buy her new items and wrap them in special paper, thinking delight in the crispness was part of the experience and showed how much I care. I was a bit judgemental of her approach.
Eventually, as life moved on, our gift exchanges morphed into cards or phone calls and then sometimes to just texted emojis. And now I see those early gifts and their imperfect wrapping in a new light.
In many ways Lynny was a messy package for me, but I see now what a great gift she gave me. I am not talking about the chic, eggplant-colored scarf that goes with absolutely everything, or the luscious orange mohair wrap that still keeps me warm. She gave me a container in which to learn and grow. She saw me, and she held firm to who she was, and we both learned. We held a space for each other. I learned that crisp perfection doesn’t matter. I learned about forgiveness for myself and others and the joy of acceptance, gratitude, and letting go.
I am so lucky to have lived in that container with her, and so sad we don’t get to see where we could go. I know she held this space with so many of you all who are reading this and I am so sorry for your loss. It is real, true, and deep, just like our beloved wife, daughter, mother, sister, aunt, and friend. Thank you, Thank you Lynny Anders for the great gifts you gave. In time they will outweigh the gaps you leave behind.
May 29, 2020
I work for the City of Seattle's Alternative Dispute Resolution Program, and didn't know Lynn personally, but I knew and valued her greatly though her work as a mediator. She brought a wonderfully direct, clear, questioning, and insightful energy to all she did in the mediation world, and I will miss her. She also brought a playful and fun spirit that I loved! What a loss for mediation and for everyone. My heart goes out to her family and friends.
May 29, 2020
Lynn and I were colleagues at the King County Ombuds Office, in Seattle, for more than a dozen years. It’s a small office. The work is often intense. Lynn became an important work sister, with all the complexity that implies. Our work includes formal investigation of difficult workplace issues. But Lynn was a mediator in her bones. Her tenacious intellect aside, professionally and personally she invited and exemplified fierce emotional truth, courage, and vulnerability in relationships.
Off and on through the years, Lynn and I would fall into conversation at the office, about work, kids, relationships, values, priorities, strategies for dealing with life's struggles. The pattern was that an hour would fly past before one of us looked at a clock and realized we should wind it down. I'd often leave those conversations feeling stretched, challenged, smarter.
I was consistently impressed by Lynn’s focused devotion to Jackson's physical health and safety, and to his emotional growth and well-being. By all accounts, Jackson is becoming a fine young man in many ways, and I know Lynn’s steady unconditional love for him is bedrock for much of that. May her love continue to live and grow within him.
I remember talking with Lynn one day years ago about the nature of love. She and Erik had been seeing each other steadily for a good while. I asked her how she would feel if something happened and Erik went away. Her expression changed immediately, she got misty, and said something about how devasting that would be. I am so happy that Lynn and Erik found each other, loved and cared for each other. Thinking about that brings some solace in grief.
Lynn’s energy and influence abides in me, in ways seen, unseen, understood, and not. I share the grief of her whole family and her friends. And for the chance to know something of her, there is gratitude—something Lynn’s example has taught me to cultivate more intentionally.
May 29, 2020
I reflect on countless silly fun times with my pal, Lynn. In college, from freshman year until senior year where we lived in the basement of the Blue Zoo and hung our clothes from the pipes. Post college trips, like our summer in Wyoming, skiing in Steamboat, and hiking in Glacier will be with me always. A classic Lynn moment was pulling over when we descended into a valley outside Glacier. Lynn just had to get out of that car. Ellen and I watched as Lynn ran through the fields soaking up the natural beauty not just with her eyes but with her whole body and soul. Another vivid moment was the night of my wedding in a redwood forest in West Marin. Somehow, the two of us ended up frolicking through the woods piggy back with Lynn carrying me on yet another adventure. We stumbled upon Tony's camper and stayed up for hours giggling and sharing stories while Mike wondered what happened to his bride. The goofy and the poignant - Lynn's spirit and vulnerability allowed you to access both with her in the same instance. I'll always cherish her for that. xox SalPal
May 29, 2020
Lynn was a beautiful baby, child and teen. She and her brothers were in my care every week when they lived in Somerville, MA, and we lived in the next town, Arlington. Ellen and I shared ur children with each other so we could have a few hours to ourselves.
I hadn't seen Lynn since she was a teen but have kept in close touch with her mother who I still consider one of my few very best friends.
Ellen has kept some of her Cortland friends apprised of Lynn's illness and treatments.
I am desperately sad.
May 29, 2020
My dear Lynnie,
I've been struggling with finding the right words or memory to capture you, Lynn...and I can't. You encompassed so much, and have impacted me even more. During our time at Dartmouth, our summer after college working at Jackson Lake Lodge in the Grand Teton National Park, at the weddings of close classmates, and then our own...and finally during our too-few phone conversations over the past several years...
And then I just read your service flyer, and your love for trees, and the passage beautifully and perfectly captures who you are. You were, and are one of my trees...and while you so easily shared your own insecurities and struggles, you were also so strong, warm and earthy, sweet, bursting into song or wild dance, always caring, always accepting. You truly are "the mightiest and most lovely in all the forest."
Thank you for blessing me with your amazing friendship. I love you, will forever miss and cherish you, and will never forget you.
Sending my love and deepest condolences to Jackson, Erik, the entire Anders family, and to your incredible "forest" of friends...
May 28, 2020
To Lynn, who gave me a letter written in a freshly squeezed blackberry ink. Writing with blackberries is messy and takes up a lot of space, I love that this did not deter her. Not much did.
To Lynn, who gave me a night under a New Mexico sky, where we ate pie and beef sticks on a silver platter. A silver platter that she bought on impulse in Sante Fe. Lynn did not buy expensive things on impulse often, so she was excited and surprised and then regretful when she was too worried to even eat the pie on the platter, and freaked out if any pie got on the platter, which made us laugh so so hard for a long long time. I truly have not laughed that hard many times in my life. It was fantastic!
To Lynn, who would send me letters written in blue ball point pen, with little stick figure drawings to accompany them. I treasured them and hung them on my wall because lynn's words and little map things were so truly expressive and artful and playful and oh-so-lynn.
To Lynn, who when suffering would always remember she was lucky and keep her perspective. Coach herself into a grateful place.
To Lynn, who when staying positive this last year would just text me beauty through what ever popped into her mind. We built rolling poems of words that gave Lynn light. Green green breath space love trees forest sky pie vegetables grass dogs sons green .
To Lynn, who called me CaryBelle
To Lynn, who I called Lynnbean
To Lynn, who gave us Jackson, a true treasure.
To Jackson, who is a door back to Lynn, as well as an amazing young man and who holds so much of Lynn in his heart.
Thank you Lynn, for everything. I love you. You will never be far from our hearts. And I will love Jackson and give him hugs for you so so often.
May 28, 2020
Lynn and I have been friends since 5th grade. I was at a new school and so afraid. Lynn walked up to me at recess and asked if I wanted to be her friend. From then on it was laughter and adventure. She always inspired and challenged me to be more than I thought I was capable of. She showed me by example that if you believe you can do it and overcome your fears-life can be so exciting.
Memories from high school that stand out include Barry Kopecky's civilization class. Jenny, Polly, Lynn and I were the only 9th graders. Lynn was brilliant and would ask the most insightful questions and challenge Barry. He would just smile and laugh. For fun, we use to jump off "the wall" into the snow. Doing flips and sometimes diving head first into the deep snow. Lynn would always go first and when I realized she was safe, I would follow. It has always been that way- she would lead and then I would know it was safe to follow. She inspired me for both knowledge and adventure.
After high school we did not stay in contact as much. But whenever we got back together it was for laughter and adventure. It always felt the same, like we had never been apart.
We went to Costa Rica when we turned 40. Horse back riding through coffee fields, zip lining through the jungle with Lynn laughing and yelling the entire time, night time hikes in the forest. We also learned to play golf which was hilarious.
In 2010, Lynn, Jenny and I went to visit Kelly in Montana. We went tubing down the Madison river which led to a hospital visit, rode horses in the mountains which ended in a torrential down pour, Lynn's truck got stuck and a group of teenage x-country runners had to help us, and lots of dinners out on the porch laughing and planning the next adventure.
Lynn will be greatly missed. Her quest for knowledge and adventure has shaped the person I am today. She is the true essence of what it means to be a friend. I love you Lynn- continue to soar! Wease Fitzgerald
May 27, 2020
I met Lynn, Jackson, and their sweet, Gunner, walking to school. I approached them that day, which was approximately 10 years ago. Jackson was around 6 years old, sweet boy, and his dog.
They looked so very happy, the 3 of them. I could not help myself to say something to them. I asked Lynn if I can pet their dog. Then I asked if they need a dog walker. Lynn was thinking
about this idea, and from that point, I was doing dog walking for Gunny. Over time we became very good friends with Lynn. I cannot say good enough things about Lynn. All I can say is she had a heart of gold, she was very considerate and giving. I will miss her dearly. Me and my husband, Tom, loved her very much.
We will have her always in our hearts ,
Monika and Tom Robison
May 27, 2020
I met Lynn through her work at the Ombudsman's office. She was an amazing, smart, and compassionate leader. I enjoyed working with her so much and had so much respect for her and her work.
Dear Lynn's friends, son, family, colleagues and clients----I am so sorry for your loss and I am so sad that the world has lost Lynn.
May 27, 2020
This posting is from Margaret Elkins and Jenifer Ratcliffe:
Lynn Anders passed away on May 20, 2020, after a valiant battle with esophageal cancer. After leaving Dartmouth, Lynn received her law degree from University of Washington. She lived in Japan, Boulder and New York before settling in Seattle. For the past 13 years, she worked in the King County Ombuds Office, using her mediation skills to resolve conflicts, or as a friend put it, “being a badass champion for those who needed one”. Lynn was as committed to laughing as she was to speaking bluntly about things that mattered. She loved to pose big questions about our purpose and our human nature. She was intensely compassionate, a gift she turned into a vocation. And she was physically gifted. Yes, she could run far and fast and spent her adult life swimming, jumping and hiking -- but she was also quick with a dance step or two and capable of breaking out into operatic song or masterfully striking a difficult yoga pose. She was brilliant, beloved and unforgettable. She is survived by her parents and two brothers, husband Erik and beloved son Jackson. Her friends and family will miss her terribly.
Amy Daniels Loyall
May 27, 2020
I went to school with Lynn from elementary through high school, and what I most remember about her, beyond her academic brilliance, was her wonderful sense of humor and kindness. In our senior year, I was surprised and happy that she stepped out of her comfort zone by participating in our spring musical production, The Wiz, where she lent her sense of joy to some of the chorus numbers. A particularly poignant memory for me was Lynn's reaction to her brother bringing her a flower in congratulations for her first show, the way she made that moment about Bruce's thoughtfulness and generosity instead of her own achievement. Rest in peace, dear Lynn.
May 26, 2020
Erik, Jackson, and Lynn’s entire extended family,
Please accept our most heartfelt condolences at this terribly difficult time.
Lynn was a dear and treasured member of our Class and she will live on forever in our hearts and minds.
Harry Carrel, on behalf of the Compassio Committee and the entire
Dartmouth College Class of 1986
May 26, 2020
To The Anders Family,
I only met Lynn once, at Bruce and Christi's picturesque Oregon wedding, but so enjoyed hearing tales over the years of Anders' Adventures, stories that of course included Lynn and Jackson, and often originated from the family's (nearly) annual reunions.
Truly sorry for your loss. My love, thoughts and prayers are with you.
May 24, 2020
I met Lynn On my first ever backcountry ski trip to the 10th mountain huts in Colorado in about 1999. I somehow was logistically placed for carpool with 2 uber experienced backcountry babes, Lynn and Lisa Seaman. I was super intimidated by them but they were both so cool and funny and amazing. I will never forget flailing on telemark skis whilst watching Lynn just shred with a huge backpack. We stayed good friends and even with big periods of not seeing each other, always managed to check in at key times throughout the hallmarks of adult life. Even though we both left Boulder, on one of our meet ups there, we were out and about and she ran into someone she hadn't seen in awhile. After doing a 3 minute catch-up, the exchange with the guy wrapped up thusly:
Lynn: well good to see you
Guy: we should stay in touch, are you on Facebook?
Lynn: Oh, no I'm not
Guy: Why not?
Lynn: I think it's a shallow way to connect, and I need to connect deeply
I have to admit I have gotten a lot of mileage with this quote.
She was one of a kind
She totally inspired me to go to law school and not have to practice law, she showed me how to be a mom to a kid with serious allergies, she wrote the manual about being authentic and kind and kooky and managing stress and making your own way in the world.
I have loved getting to know Jackson in snippets over the years and finally getting to meet the prince Erik last summer on a visit to Seattle. I will hold her in my heart as I try to make my own way in the world it was a gift to have her in my life!