Mary Anne (“Nan”) Trevathan died on a sunny afternoon on August 27th, 2024 at the age of 92 at home with her daughter and son-in-law in their home in Old Town, Longmont, Colorado.
Mary Anne (to some, “Nan”) was known for her concern for others, her softness for animals, her writing, her crocheting, her love of swimming, her late-in-life dedication to Yahtzee, and her unwavering commitment to doing the right thing. She was miserly in spending on herself and extravagant in her generosity towards everyone else.
Having never felt approved of by her mother, she worked hard to make others feel accepted. In her elder years, she established the mantra with her daughter: “I love you, I like you, I approve of you, and I feel fortunate.”
She was valedictorian and editor of the yearbook at Jamestown (New York) High School in 1950. She attended undergrad at Allegheny College and earned two Masters degrees: one in social work from University of Washington and one in English from University of Wyoming.
Though often perceived as timid- even by herself- Mary Anne lived courageously, often going against the expectations of society.
Highlights of her lifetime adventures include:
⁃ Moving in 1954 from the East Coast to rural Wyoming, sight unseen, to teach English. She had never been west of Chicago.
⁃ Joining the Quakers’ American Friends Society on a civil rights mission in Atlanta in the 1950s, where she was the only white woman living in the dorms at Spelman College.
⁃ Teaching English and learning to ride horses in ‘58 & ‘59 in Quito, Ecuador.
⁃ In her 60s, becoming a full time RVer, driving across Wyoming as she researched her book “More than Meets the Eye” and living for some time at “The Slabs” near Salton Sea.
She spent her final years living with Eryc Eyl (son-in-law) and Mare Trevathan (daughter).
She is survived, as well, by three step-daughters (Penny, Paula and Peggy) and their partners and progeny, all of whom were always kind to her. She outlived two life partners, both of whom she helped through their battles with cancer: William Larrick Trevathan and Lee Wyatt.
Memorials across multiple places that were special to her, with people who were special to her, will be held. Contact her daughter at MareTrevathan@gmail.com, if interested in attending or organizing.
In lieu of flowers, if you are so inclined please honor her memory with a donation to Doctors Without Borders or with an act of kindness.
I love you, I like you, I approve of you, and I feel fortunate. ❤️💫🌸
All who new her were fortunate. Thank you Mary Anne for the love and kindness you freely gave to us all.
Love you
What an incredible woman! I’m honored to have known her. Sending love your way. ❤️
Thanks for your many kindnesses towards her— and us. We are so lucky to have you as our neighbor.
My wife, Gyoko, and I knew Mary Anne when we lived in Morro Bay, Ca.
Mary Anne and Lee were regulars in our restaurant. She helped us so much in so many ways, like writing newspaper stories about us and our restaurant…and even waiting on customers a couple of times when we were shorthanded.
She was one of the sweetest and kindest people I’ve ever known…she will be so missed by so many.
Jeff- you and Gyoko were on my list to let know about this. You two- and your cafe- meant a lot to her. 🌸
I count myself so fortunate to have met and known Mary Anne. But most of all, to be friends with her daughter Mare… sending much love to everyone. ❤️
Love you, John. Thank you for including her in our various adventures. 🥰❤️
I loved learning about how brave she was… I never knew those things about her! I really loved your mom and have sweet memories of her gentleness and kindness. I’m so happy for her that she had you by her side. 💕
Thank you for taking the time to remember her here. 🥰
We feel like we were very fortunate to have you (Mary Anne) as a part of our lives. Your intelligence and kindness will be remembered, forever. Dad was lucky to have married you and blessed with being a new dad at age 50., upon the birth of Mare. We know that Mare and Eryc took very good care of you these last few years. Love, Paula and Rich