If you’re familiar with Lone Pine or maybe a Pacific Crest Trail hiker, then you’ve probably met or heard Mary on one of her rambling walks around the town. We were both strolling down this lane with our sun umbrellas this morning, headed for one another. She was amused and said it felt like she was “looking in a mirror.” Mary lost her husband in 2004 in a boating accident and was moved to Lone Pine from coastal Oregon by a friend. She loves it here and is excited to be working on a radio play and to be in the upcoming Film Festival parade on her tricycle.