The Queen of political writers has passed away. This makes me sad. For one, it follows so closely the death of Ann Richards, that I have to wonder if Molly just missed Ann too much. They were shining examples of “real” Texas women are. Bold, brassy, brilliant, outspoken and true. They were my idols, I just adored them.
I first met Molly back, I think in the 80’s, when I was a student, taking a journalism class where she
was a guest lecturer. After I started working as a writer, I ran into
her off and on, as Austin was a pretty incestuous little town, really. She was the best educated, best read, most well spoken woman I may have ever known. She was charismatic and wickedly charming.
She always remembered my name, and never failed to ask after my
“mom-an-‘em”. During my divorce, when I decided to leave Austin, I ran
into her. Someone had told her that I was shutting down my publishing
company, and heading off to the bright lights of a bigger city. She sat
down next to me and told me “Running from something…well, that ain’t
what we do. But running *to* something, well hell girl, saddle up them
ponies and do us proud. Always run *to*, never run *away*. “
It’s advice that has stood me well for almost fifteen years.
I will miss her. Flibbety Boo, Molly. Flibbety Boo.