Judi was my cousin. Being only one week apart in age and spending most Sunday dinners at our grandparents house, and scads of other family activities, she was more like the sister I never had. During high school, she took me to my first Young Life meeting where I accepted the Lord. She was vibrant, exciting, a Tom-boy, huge athelete (just look at all the teams she was on in your yearbooks!). Besides loving the outdoors and riding her horse Sasha or running with her dog Shiloh, she also worked as a stewardess for TWA. What some might not know about her after graduation she worked as a secretary, but also became a Playboy Bunny.
She lived briefly in LA and became friends with celebrities like the Fifth Dimension who recall her fondly. Although she never married, she did leave behind her twin sister, Janet and older sister Linda, both WHS graduates as well. She left us way too early from an auto accident at age 26. More than 40 years later, we still miss her greatly. She left her footprint on our hearts. Love you Jud, Diana
I was stationed at Kirtland AFB, New Mexico, 1970-1972. In the fall of 1971 I boarded a TWA flight out of Albuquerque early on a Sunday morning, traveling east for a temporary duty assignment involving a three week round of visits to sites across the US and Canada on a research project based out of Wallops Island, Virginia. After we reached crusing altitude the cabin crew started to serve breakfast (back in the day when a meal actually WAS a gratis part of your airline ticket). As the serving cart approached my row I thought it odd that the flight attendant from first class came up to take the tray from the somewhat puzzled young lady about to serve me, saying "I'll take this one." When she handed me the tray she said, "You're Bill Hickey, aren't you?" Although I didn't recognize Judi at first I immediately knew this could only be somebody that knew me from Baltimore, because ever since the first day I left for college in Akron, Ohio, I chose to go by my first name, Calvin, or preferrably, just "Cal." Several times during the not very crowded flight back to what is now BWI Marshall Judi and I had the opportunity to just sit and chat about what had transpired in our lives and those of other mutual acquaintances and friends from WHS since graduation in 1965. When I departed the plane to make my connecting flight in Baltimore Judi and I promised to stay in touch and since she often drew routings through Albuquerque that involved RONs and my assignment there involved a lot of travel (often via commercial air, meaning either Continental or TWA) there was a good chance to visit again. But that opporunity never arose because our lives were busily filled with many things and barely a year later I was newly married and off to my (our) next assignment at Langley AFB, Virginia. Some time after that word somehow filtered back to me that Judy had died in a traffic accident not very long after we met on that Sunday morning flight. My memory of the experience is that it was one of mingled moments of happiness and sadness that should instruct us as to the preciousness of every minute of life we receive. I will always remember the time Judi Arthur served me breakfast at 32,000 feet.
Judy certainly enjoyed life to the fullest for the short time she was here with us. She left us far too soon at the age of twenty-six. However, in that time, she did more than many who live a lifetime. She was a secretary, a playboy bunny (in Baltimore), an airline stewardess, did some tv commercials, and modeling. The one thing she never lost was her faith, her love for humanity, and her love of animals. We were blessed to have had her, if only for a short time--I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU TWINNIE!!!
Judy was one sweet girl she love her horse, we would go riding back on the state park for hours we would ride to the falls a lot sure do miss her ,can't believe it has been 40+ years she has been going
Phil Ostrander
I am sure that Judy is riding Sasha on that big horse farm in the sky. May she rest in peace.
Diana Smith (Quinlan)
Judi was my cousin. Being only one week apart in age and spending most Sunday dinners at our grandparents house, and scads of other family activities, she was more like the sister I never had. During high school, she took me to my first Young Life meeting where I accepted the Lord. She was vibrant, exciting, a Tom-boy, huge athelete (just look at all the teams she was on in your yearbooks!). Besides loving the outdoors and riding her horse Sasha or running with her dog Shiloh, she also worked as a stewardess for TWA. What some might not know about her after graduation she worked as a secretary, but also became a Playboy Bunny.
She lived briefly in LA and became friends with celebrities like the Fifth Dimension who recall her fondly. Although she never married, she did leave behind her twin sister, Janet and older sister Linda, both WHS graduates as well. She left us way too early from an auto accident at age 26. More than 40 years later, we still miss her greatly. She left her footprint on our hearts. Love you Jud, Diana
Cal "Bill" Hickey
I was stationed at Kirtland AFB, New Mexico, 1970-1972. In the fall of 1971 I boarded a TWA flight out of Albuquerque early on a Sunday morning, traveling east for a temporary duty assignment involving a three week round of visits to sites across the US and Canada on a research project based out of Wallops Island, Virginia. After we reached crusing altitude the cabin crew started to serve breakfast (back in the day when a meal actually WAS a gratis part of your airline ticket). As the serving cart approached my row I thought it odd that the flight attendant from first class came up to take the tray from the somewhat puzzled young lady about to serve me, saying "I'll take this one." When she handed me the tray she said, "You're Bill Hickey, aren't you?" Although I didn't recognize Judi at first I immediately knew this could only be somebody that knew me from Baltimore, because ever since the first day I left for college in Akron, Ohio, I chose to go by my first name, Calvin, or preferrably, just "Cal." Several times during the not very crowded flight back to what is now BWI Marshall Judi and I had the opportunity to just sit and chat about what had transpired in our lives and those of other mutual acquaintances and friends from WHS since graduation in 1965. When I departed the plane to make my connecting flight in Baltimore Judi and I promised to stay in touch and since she often drew routings through Albuquerque that involved RONs and my assignment there involved a lot of travel (often via commercial air, meaning either Continental or TWA) there was a good chance to visit again. But that opporunity never arose because our lives were busily filled with many things and barely a year later I was newly married and off to my (our) next assignment at Langley AFB, Virginia. Some time after that word somehow filtered back to me that Judy had died in a traffic accident not very long after we met on that Sunday morning flight. My memory of the experience is that it was one of mingled moments of happiness and sadness that should instruct us as to the preciousness of every minute of life we receive. I will always remember the time Judi Arthur served me breakfast at 32,000 feet.
Janet "Jan" Arthur (Speak)
Judy certainly enjoyed life to the fullest for the short time she was here with us. She left us far too soon at the age of twenty-six. However, in that time, she did more than many who live a lifetime. She was a secretary, a playboy bunny (in Baltimore), an airline stewardess, did some tv commercials, and modeling. The one thing she never lost was her faith, her love for humanity, and her love of animals. We were blessed to have had her, if only for a short time--I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU TWINNIE!!!
Diana Smith (Quinlan)
Diana Smith (Quinlan)
Judy on her beloved "Sasha"
Charles Walter Smith
Judy was one sweet girl she love her horse, we would go riding back on the state park for hours we would ride to the falls a lot sure do miss her ,can't believe it has been 40+ years she has been going