Kris Clarke

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November 11, 2020

Here is a picture of Kris from when President Obama and Vice President Biden visited DOT to thank us for our work implementing the Recovery Act

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November 10, 2020

I met Kris nearly 30 years ago as “Greg’s mom,” crossing paths at our local day care. It wasn’t long before our family (David and Ann Ross), the Ellises (Reed and Ursula) and the Clarkes gathered regularly together to enjoy home cooked dinners... moreI met Kris nearly 30 years ago as “Greg’s mom,” crossing paths at our local day care. It wasn’t long before our family (David and Ann Ross), the Ellises (Reed and Ursula) and the Clarkes gathered regularly together to enjoy home cooked dinners at each other’s homes. I took it as a compliment that Kris sometimes tried out new recipes on us—comfortable in the knowledge that one and all would declare the dish “delicious!”thus wiping out whatever hesitancy she might have had beforehand. Meals were followed by stimulating conversations covering our kid’s activities, the latest book recommendations, history, and politics. Joe and Reed were known to offer up opinions/make statements simply to get a rise out of the rest of us. Ursula—in spite of her better judgment—sometimes rose to the bait, while Kris was more likely to simply roll her eyes or shake her head at Joe’s comments. The families gathered annually to carve pumpkins followed by hot soup and apple cider. Those first years the dads took charge of the pumpkin carving while Kris and Ursula and I dipped into the munchies and started on the wine. Ten years later, ALL the adults began with snacks and wine while the kids wielded their own butcher knives—on the pumpkins and not each other. Each fall included a trip to a local orchard to pick apples for pies and applesauce—some years including a stop on the way home to purchase Gray Ghost wines. Kris returned from her mother’s house one year bringing me canning supplies which I still use every year in making applesauce and jams—sadly from our local farmers market, not from Virginia orchards. The shelf in my family room is graced by a bouquet of yellow (cloth) flowers, a Christmas gift from Kris. And, on occasion, I uncork a bottle of Kris, a pinot grigio that we often drank during those dinners. We raised our glasses then to health and happiness and in honor of whatever was most called for at the time. Henceforth I will always raise my glass in honor of Kris herself, remember her, and smile. less

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November 8, 2020

28+ years of a wonderful friendship ended too early, but those years were full of get-togethers and celebrations complete with laughs; conversation about our kids, politics, and much more; serious, sometimes heated discussions too; great food; great... more

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