I will always remember Frau Post. She encouraged me and helped with my studies during my time at Queen Mary’s High School. I’m an adult now; working, on the train home from London. She came into my mind as I thought about exams and education and the career I have today. She was such a rare soul. Someone so pure and full of integrity, that she could simply do no intentional wrong. Her heart and soul was too pure for this world is some way. They always say the good die young, and with her in mind, that remains true. One memory in particular; I had a nervous breakdown before an exam, I was 16 at the time. She helped me with my breathing and supported me and I earned full marks in my next attempt. She believed in people when they lost faith in their own ability. She saw ability and possibility before others because she was so positive. I wish and pray for peace when I think of her family. She is definitely with God because she was such a good soul, and there is so much peace in knowing that.

I became friends with Doris in 1979. We played classical guitar duets together. We made music and it made Doris very happy. For that I am very pleased. Doris had many, many other interests but I believe music was her first love, particularly classical guitar (on her much loved Ramirez). She told me three years ago that if ever her house was on fire, she would rescue her Ramirez guitar first above everything else. Bach made her cry sometimes; probably the closest she came to feeling the presence of God - through music's ability to attain the sublime. So cruelly taken away from her brother and her many friends. But I comfort myself in the knowledge that she now plays her music with the angels and, unlike me, they never let her down with fumbled notes. A beautiful personality and a unique character. I am the better for having been able to call her 'friend.' Miss you Doris, Love, Jane

Liebe Doris, heute müssen wir Abschied von Dir nehmen, aber in meinem und unseren Herzen wirst Du immer bei uns sein. In großer Trauer und unendlicher Liebe! Jockel