It will be difficult to write this tribute to Vivian without lapsing into hyperbole. Viv was one of those larger-than-life characters in spite of the fact she might have weighed 98 pounds, decked out in her outdoor winter clothing.
I’ve known her for such a short time. Less than a year. But once we met, she took Reiner and me under her wing and introduced us to Cobalt as only Vivian could.
Vivian Hylands will always remain an inspiration to me. She was fiercely dedicated to Cobalt. She was a “connector.” In the short time that I knew her, she introduced me to countless people and events and stories in and around this great ol’ town.
A week ago Sunday, it was a lovely mild day. Vivian made a batch of brownies and unbeknownst to me, intended to walk over to our place for an impromptu tea. She got side-tracked at Sue’s place and ended up watching the Masters.
This past weekend, with it being so dull and windy and grey, I thought to myself, I hope she doesn’t plan to walk over in this nasty weather.
Then I got word.
What a terrible loss – my condolences to everyone who knew her – and especially to the Town of Cobalt. She’s gone too soon.
Rest in peace, Vivian. You will not be forgotten.
What would Vivian Do?
- Take ownership – if a job needs doing, do it.
- If you can’t do it, talk to those who can.
- Walk everyday.
- Bake a batch of brownies and make enough to share
- Appearances matter. Good grooming is vital. So is the state of your community parks and sidewalks.
- Cultivate a garden – and your taste in music, poetry, and art.
- Educate yourself. Keep up to date on current events and politics.
- Share your knowledge.
- Take care of yourself. Eat a proper diet.
- Enjoy a shot of rye and water, too.
- Surround yourself with like-minded people.
- Seek enlightenment, and encourage it in others.
- Be proud of your community’s heritage.
- Punctuation matters.
- As does proper pronunciation.
- Invite people to your home for tea and sherry.
- Do not suffer fools; do not mince words.
- And give some more. Keep on giving until the day comes when you are no longer there and those who remain will realize that the universe is slightly askew today: Vivian didn’t call.