Linda commanding the room at assembly.
I was shocked to learn that Linda MacDonald, wife, mother and friend to many, the director of this year’s rug school, past president of the Rug Hooking Guild of Nova Scotia and retired owner of Rags to Rugs Craft Shop died yesterday.
We weren’t close for all the years we’ve known one another from the rug hooking circuit, but this year at school I felt we made a connection. We chatted a few times about various things, this business, the pros and cons and we had a few laughs in between. They were short but meaningful conversations but what struck me the most was the way she looked at me when we spoke. She practiced the rare art of looking into my eyes when communicating, it was intense and I came away from her affected by it. I felt she would make a good friend. She was sincere to a fault, a rare commodity in today’s world.
Linda also had a really good sense of humour and I really enjoyed her stints behind the microphone for assembly and events held in the large common area room. She was comfortable behind the mic and her dry wit, which I've always deem the best kind, was highly appreciated. Her timing was perfectly executed. I joked she should quit her day job and go out on the road as a comedian but she reminded me she was retired and not interested in another career. We laughed.
When we were setting up shop Sunday evening, the students flooded the area, picking through the items I was trying to unpack and display. I kindly said the shop would be open Monday morning at 9:00 a.m. but no one read between the lines and I wasn’t about to be rude and chase them away. At some point Linda noticed the crowds gathering and came over and shouted bluntly, “Get Out!” They all scattered like fleas at a raid convention. I laughed at her boldness and she told me “Hey, they don’t have to like me.” Linda was petite in stature, but she sported six feet and 250 lbs. of authority.
I am infinitely sad for her family and close friends and all those in the rug hooking community that will share in this devastating loss.
We weren’t close for all the years we’ve known one another from the rug hooking circuit, but this year at school I felt we made a connection. We chatted a few times about various things, this business, the pros and cons and we had a few laughs in between. They were short but meaningful conversations but what struck me the most was the way she looked at me when we spoke. She practiced the rare art of looking into my eyes when communicating, it was intense and I came away from her affected by it. I felt she would make a good friend. She was sincere to a fault, a rare commodity in today’s world.
Linda also had a really good sense of humour and I really enjoyed her stints behind the microphone for assembly and events held in the large common area room. She was comfortable behind the mic and her dry wit, which I've always deem the best kind, was highly appreciated. Her timing was perfectly executed. I joked she should quit her day job and go out on the road as a comedian but she reminded me she was retired and not interested in another career. We laughed.
When we were setting up shop Sunday evening, the students flooded the area, picking through the items I was trying to unpack and display. I kindly said the shop would be open Monday morning at 9:00 a.m. but no one read between the lines and I wasn’t about to be rude and chase them away. At some point Linda noticed the crowds gathering and came over and shouted bluntly, “Get Out!” They all scattered like fleas at a raid convention. I laughed at her boldness and she told me “Hey, they don’t have to like me.” Linda was petite in stature, but she sported six feet and 250 lbs. of authority.
I am infinitely sad for her family and close friends and all those in the rug hooking community that will share in this devastating loss.
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