I am intensely saddened to learn of GInny's passing. In the 1970s, I worked with Ginny and my loyal friend, Dr. Cliff Stewart, at the Clover Park dental clinic. She was always smiling. There never seemed to be an insurmountable problem or crisis. She was obviously where she wanted to be, doing what she wanted to be doing, providing the dental community with some of the finest dental assistants in the region. She invited us to her beautiful home on the lake on several occasions and we shared fond moments, Ginny, Paula, Cliff, and I. Once at the clinic, an eight-year-old patient had been seen by all the other dentists. She was, for want of a better term - a tiger - screaming and gnashing. Mom was close by calling her by a ridiculous nick name for someone her age. Ginny asked if I'd be willing to treat the young girl because I was so patient. I agreed, if - she would get the mother out of the room. She said she would - gladly - and she would assist as well. I could tell both were actions she had been wanting to take. Mom left, reluctantly, and Ginny and I were very successful. The young girl left with an almost stunned expression on her face. She even managed a tiny smile.
I will forever remember Ginny's warm, welcoming smile and her ingratiating manner. My sincere condolences to her family. May God bless her wonderful soul! -Art DiMarco
