I've been away from the online world for quite some time now and was greatly saddened to learn of Tammy's passing through an email from Sven. There are numerous scraps of paper littering my desk at any given moment. Every couple of months I organize them and actually perform some of the tasks/reminders. One of them was a reminder to send Tammy an updated photo of my boys. Sadly, I got to it too late. A recurring theme in my life. Too little, too late.
I remember the first time I spoke to Tammy on the phone. She and Trishah were feverishly trying to track me down to videotape the BOSS delivery. She must have been sleeping when I called, to say she was shocked to hear from me would be an understatement. We spoke a few more times, ironing out the logistics of BOSS. I always smile when I think of her last call. She was hell-bent on figuring out how many bags of seed were actually delivered that day and was busy counting what she could from the video footage. She was convinced that we got short-changed. We did get short-changed but considering that the feed farm hand-delivered the bags, I was able to talk her into letting it go.
We continued to keep in touch via email and when I found out she was sick, I sent her a picture of my boys at her request. This is not something I would do normally (in the weird world of the internet) but I felt OK with it in Tammy's case. She was a good person who always spoke honestly be it here or on the HBO boards or at that Hey Nielsen thing she championed for a time. I will miss her.