a loving as well as lovely friend

I read all of these remembrances of Denise, and the thing that strikes me over and over is she was someone who truly had the ability to love everyone she met, and to be able to communicate that. Around her, you felt a wonderful, embracing connection, and anything you talked about, anything you laughed about, and anything you heard, ate, touched or experienced somehow connected the two of you together more strongly. Like all of you, I simply fell in love with her.

There are too many wonderful memories - here are some that I will remember and smile:

1. a popcorn fight with 13 composers at the Terminal Bar in Minneapolis. (Denise kept it going)
2. hearing her work "Not Waving but Drowning" for the first time and weeping
3. dinner at Babbo in New York
4. sitting with her in silence on Jones Beach and just watching the waves wash onto the shore
5. her slightly punk-chic mode of dressing - a bit daring, but always most excellent
6. the way eyes lighted up when she laughed
7. her encouragement for every composer she met - her complete interest in what and how they were writing

To the Broadhurst family -- Denise was a treasure --
I love you all, and you are always in my thoughts and prayers.

Central Park, 2002 - Denise was a wonderful tour guide.