Ann, Cancer and Hope
Thursday, January 19, 2023
Yes I am still here!
It has been so long since I wrote, that I have forgotten how to add a new entry into my blog. But now I'm back again....
These were words that my mother wrote a few days before she left us. She wanted you all to know that she was still fighting the good fight.
Here is the full obituary that the family wrote about her life. Her amazing presence is still here:
Loved by so many, Dr. Ann Weaver Nichols grew up in Los Angeles, CA. She went to John Marshall High School and thought she would be a secretary. A good guidance counselor saw her potential and encouraged her to apply to a scholarship for first generation students. She arrived on the Stanford Campus as the first in her family to attend college. She was active on campus with work study in the library and in the Freedom Summers traveling to register voters on spring breaks and summers. She established a program to enable students to spend Spring Break in service, which eventually became institutionalized at Stanford and exists to this day as the “Alternative Spring Break” program. She spent a semester in the Stanford Campus in France and was active in the student YWCA. While at Stanford, attending Friends Quaker Meeting, she met a young medical student and the love of her life, Andy, in 1964 and they were married after graduation in 1965. She and Andy joined the Peace Corps and spent two wonderful years in Peru where she taught community development. Ann went on to do a masters and Doctorate in social work from Colombia University.. She continued to be involved in the YWCA and served on the national board from 1969-82 and the World YWCA executive board in Geneva from 1975-83, culminating in hosting the World YWCA General Assembly in Phoenix in 1987. This power of community to transform informed all her work and she loved the global community of powerful women creating change.
Returning to Tucson in the fall of 1970, she joined the faculty of the ASU School of Social Work because there was no school of social work in Tucson. For years, with two small children in tow, she travelled up and down I-10 to teach classes in Tempe. Noticing that students were also commuting from Tucson to Tempe for classes, started in 1972, she offered a few courses in Tucson, carrying course materials in the back of her station wagon. A full degree program was launched in 1978 and she became the first director of the Arizona State University Social Work program, Tucson Component. She ran the program from 1978- 2008 and the thousands of students who studied with her know the power of her teaching – many programs in Southern Arizona were started as class assignments to identify community needs and respond, including the loved Information and Resource Center and the Coalition of Human Services. Her text book that she co-authored “Initiating Change in Organizations and Communities went through multiple printings. Annually, Ann would create an Alternative Budget, tracking all the bills in the legislature and then teach how the state legislature could be fully funding human services as part of a balanced budget. In 1996 and 2000, Ann worked tirelessly to help Arizonans get healthcare by supporting the Healthy Arizona Initiative - especially with cookies for the volunteers.
Sabbaticals were used to practice social work globally. Twice she worked in Uganda with the YWCA, developing a community-based organizing movement across the country. In 2008 she retired after 39 years at ASU, only to join the faculty at the Mindolo Ecumenical Foundation in Zambia teaching social work. For two years, she helped update the national curriculum and taught community change. Her Zambian students are still running new programs around Kitwe that they created as a part of her course.
On her return to the US, she developed a new passion through personal experience of grandparents raising grandchildren. She became the first chair of the Arizona Grandparent Ambassadors, an advocacy network for grandparents raising their grandchildren and other kinship network families. Among other more traditional efforts, every year the grandparents would write Valentines and take cookies to the legislature to help them remember the kin-care families. Seven years of lobbying paid off as finally, in 2022, the legislature changed state law to provide additional support.
Her academic research was broad but uniformly focused on the power of people to create change. She wrote about restorative justice, people making policy, and the role of forgiveness in public policy. She presented to NASW on working for change in tough times and resilience and survival skills for activists. Her final major research and writing was on the macro-concepts of forgiveness – how to help nations transform after traumatic conflicts with possible forgiveness structures and exercises for organizations, communities, and nations. She was awarded Social Worker of the Year by NASW and presented a lifetime achievement award by the ASU School of Social Work. She won the national Jefferson Award. Most recently, in November 2022, the she received the Advocacy Award from the Center for Economic Integrity in recognition of her work on kincare.
Her faith community has always been a source of strength and inspiration. She was the chair of the International Social Workers and Spirituality Network, hosting four conferences on social workers who integrated faith practices to meet community needs. She spent years struggling against the death penalty, was named Abolitionist of the Year by [ORG] and wrote cards and letters to every single person on Death Row in Arizona since the 1990s. She taught Alternatives to Violence courses in the federal prison and together with the American Friends Service Committee and now Just Communities. She worked with reintegration for people after time served as well as facilitating Outmates, a family support network to help families who were navigating the prison system. She was never hesitant to stand up for the goodness in people and the power of restorative justice. In Tucson, she helped to found Women Confronting Racism, a group that met monthly to address issues of racism in the Tucson community for over a decade and treasured those friends.
She and Andy were active members of First Christian Church, and members of FCC and other faith organizations remained her extended family for 50 years. Ann played many roles over the years, currently serving as the church moderator. She also loved her two other faith communities - First Congregational Church and the Community of Christ in the Desert. They gave her sustenance as she believed strongly in activism that comes out of deep faith. There was rarely a week without multiple worship experiences and in the last few years, she focused on writing beautiful liturgies.
Ann lost Andy in 2001, and became a widow at 59 with three biological children and five adopted children. This wide family knows “Nana” to be the true matriarch of unconditional love and support. Ann is survived by her brother Sam Weaver, and her children Cathy and Asher (El’ad, Noa and Matan); Michael and Carissa (Audrey); Miles and Alexa; Mardi and Paul (Odyssey, Johnathan, Joshua); Nassau and Scott (Johvan, Nick, Evan and Bradley); Johnnary (Johnnary); Mexi and Dan (Sydney, Jayline, Brendan, and Camilla); Haley and Manny (Johnnary and Penelope). She loved all her children and especially all of her grandchildren. Her last gift was a book of recipes this Christmas with her famous cookie recipes passed down so that traditions will continue.
If you would like to donate in her honor, she asked that gifts be given to JustCommunities, fostering new models for community safety outside the punishment system, or the Ann Nichols Scholarship Fund to help students committed to social change attend the School of Social Work. Memorial services will be held on Saturday, September 2, 2023 at the ASU School of Social Work340 N. Commerce Loop for mural painting and stories from 9:30 am - 11:30 am and then a Celebration of Life on Sunday, September 3, 2023 at 3 pm at First Christian Church, 740 E. Speedway Blvd., Tucson, Arizona - with a reception of homemade cookies to follow (and if you are inspired, bring some to share.)
Ann Nichols, Presente!
Wednesday, August 5, 2020
Masked, Distancing, Confined and Wondering
Two months ago, I wrote about our extended family of 10 people sheltering in place together. Our numbers have gradually decreased, until I’m now living alone in the main house. A granddaughter who is an essential worker stays in the studio that has its own entrance and facilities. The restoration of silence and space brings its own gifts, but there is no doubt that it is more eventful and enriching to live with close-knit family in residence.
Friends call and ask, “How are you doing?” “As well as can be expected under the
circumstances,” I’m likely to reply. It
can be hard to distinguish how much of my response is influenced by the
pandemic, and how much is due to the status of my cancer. Here are my reflections on each.
By now, I’ve had three of the four planned Lutathera
radiation infusions to treat the metastatic spread of the cancer. My oncologist says that after the last
treatment takes place September 29 we will know more about my condition and
prognosis. The unpleasant GI side
effects are under better control. No pain is a good sign. I move slowly and stiffly and sometimes have
issues with memory and slight confusion.
Might be due to age as much as disease.
As I work on building exercise into my daily life, Ruth Bader Ginsberg
is my role model. My kids observe that I
still beat them at Scrabble and am capable of preparing a full meal complete
with homemade baked goods. My engagement in the community continues. I sense a strong life force within. My spirit is continually renewed by the
support of Andy, my family, faith communities and friends. And hope persists.
With respect to the pandemic, I admit to feeling
hug-deprived. Time-confused as days
blend into one another. Missing seeing
smiles as we go about masked. Longing to sit with friends in a restaurant and
be served. Depressed by the news full of
evidence of suffering, neglect, oppression, violence and manipulation. Disgusted by the stupidity, spinelessness,
partisanship and callousness of so many of our political figures. Fearful of the economic distress facing the unemployed and low wage
workers as we fail to invest in the social safety net or provide fair
compensation for essential workers. Yearning to have my grandchildren safely
back attending in-person school. Hoping
for the survival of small businesses in the community. Praying for a fair and free election with full
participation. And so much more.
I’m with many of
you in wondering if and when it will ever end.
And how will we know when it does? It’s not like we can sign a treaty
and declare a victory, a cessation of hostilities. Or mark the end in some ceremonial way. A vaccine will certainly mark progress, but
its effectiveness will depend on how many are willing to trust and be
vaccinated. The pandemic may seem to end
in phases, freeing different groups of people in waves—children, youth, people
of color, the healthy, the old, and immuno-compromised people at the last. Risks will still be there for a long
time. Tolerance for risks will vary
according to the advice of experts and the individual’s level of fear or sense
of caution. What if it never ends, only
shrinks and fades in imperceptible ways, leaving the person alone with
decision-making about re-entering social engagement?
And as we re-enter social life together, how will the
world have changed? What have we
learned? Are we willing to speak truth
to power? Find ways to promote nonviolent and meaningful change? Will we continue to commit to grappling with
racism and white supremacy? Will we pay
attention to the poor? Will we invest
again in public health? Will we build more affordable housing? Create and strengthen a network of community
mental health services? Re-orient our
approach to criminal behavior to emphasize problem-solving and restorative
justice? How will we support our public
safety officers so they can genuinely protect and secure communities? Can we achieve reasonable measures of gun
control? Learn to have civil
conversations in which we differ respectfully and listen to one another? Confront in ourselves and others tendencies
toward greed and self-centeredness? I
believe that it will take both kinds of commitment to reach the Beloved
Community: investment in personal
changes of habit and priorities, and investment in creating change in social
policies and institutions to promote a society based on peace and justice,
freedom and dignity for all people. End
of sermon, and let it be so. With guides
like John Lewis, and the energy of new young leaders willing to engage in “good
trouble”, it may come to pass.
Words of wisdom for these days:
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Blessing in the Chaos To all that is chaotic in you, let there come silence. Let there be a calming of the clamoring, a stilling of the voices that have laid their claim on you, that have made their home in you, that go with you even to the holy places but will not let you rest, will not let you hear your life with wholeness or feel the grace that fashioned you. Let what distracts you cease. Let what divides you cease. Let there come an end to what diminishes and demeans, and let depart all that keeps you in its cage. Let there be an opening into the quiet that lies beneath the chaos, where you find the peace you did not think possible and see what shimmers within the storm.
- Jan Richardson The Cure for Sorrow: A Book of Blessings for Times of Grief The Gates
of Hope “Our mission is
to plant ourselves at the gates of Hope— Not the prudent
gates of Optimism, Which are somewhat
narrower. Not the stalwart,
boring gates of Common Sense; Nor the strident
gates of Self-Righteousness, Which creak on
shrill and angry hinges (People cannot hear
us there; they cannot pass through) Nor the cheerful,
flimsy garden gate of But a different,
sometimes lonely place, The place of
truth-telling, About your own soul
first of all and its condition. The place of
resistance and defiance, The piece of ground
from which you see the world Both as it is and as
it could be As it will be; The place from which
you glimpse not only struggle, But the joy of the
struggle. And we stand there,
beckoning and calling, Telling people what
we are seeing Asking people what
they see.” Victoria Safford,
the minister of White Bear Unitarian Universalist Church, in Mahtomedi,
Minnesota (www.unitarian.org/whitebear)
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Friday, June 5, 2020
Where are we headed?
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Nadia Bolz-Weber’s
Prayer, May 31, 2020
God whose name has been used to enslave
those who bear your image,
God whose name has been used to steal this
land and kill those who bear your image,
God whose name was called upon by Moses and
Miriam and Martin Luther King Jr and Sojourner Truth, Brionna
Taylor and George
Floyd.
God who raised up prophets to speak truth to
power, and poets to speak truth to stupid,
We call on your holy name to give us what we
need to undo what has been done in your name.
We call on your name to bring your fierce
mercy upon us and remove our complacency and our
complicity.
We call on your name to heal the wounds of
those whose daily reality we do not understand.
We call on your name to give us a holy
curiosity about what being Black in America is really like, Lord.
We call on your name to free us from our
cherished notions of being “good” that keep us from hearing this truth,
We call on your name to give us this day our
daily truth, our daily humility, our daily rage, our daily hope.
This country is burning Lord…may is be a cleansing
Holy Spirit fire.
Guide us to believe that the true name
of God is stronger than what has been done in God’s name.
Come, Holy Spirit.
Amen.
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