Joey Townsend

I met Fran in Nepal. I followed her to her spot on the (cold concrete) floor at Sechen Monastery. I loved her instantly, and she pretty much despaired of me but took me under her wing as an old Nepal hand. Later in life I helped her redistribute pastries when I visited Boulder and we collected all manner of items to send to the Rez. Fran was my culture heroine in every way. What a dynamic accomplished practitioner. She was a source of profound encouragement to many beings and a tamer of the rest.