My summary of what I have read about Gerry and my tribute to her life
I didn't know about this remarkable lady and her hike across the entire Appalachian Trail until today, when I read that her remains have been found in a Navy remote training ground, 3500 ft. off the trail.
Gerry was known as a strong and determined hiker. She was level- headed and accomplished joyful victories in her hikes. She had many passions in life, especially for helping others, but this was her gift to her own body, mind and soul- her hiking.
Several things went " wrong" for Gerry when she disappeared from the Appalachian Trail in Maine, in retrospect, with 20/20 hindsight. First, she left her
safety beacon at her hotel. If she was alert when she became lost in the thick trees and other heavy vegetation growth, the beacon's transmitter could have helped rescuers find her in a short time. Secondly, she continued her trek solo that day at the age of 66 after her hiking partner had to leave suddenly because of a family emergency. Thirdly, although text messages were sent to her cell phone, there was never any response. Was she already dead? Or without cell coverage? Or was there a sinister reason, if she was, God forbid, abducted?
Her autopsy is pending. Obviously, we WSers all know what little remains were likely found at this date in an area with lots of wild animals. While we will perhaps never know, I hope that Gerry had a sudden, solitary medical incident such as a TIA or other disorienting sudden illness, such as a cardiac event. I know we all want to know whether she veered off the trail of her own accord, or was taken off the trail in a criminal act by a stranger, but I don't know that we can know at this point unless the bones show that sort of instrumental injuries.
I pray for the sake of her family that a sudden medical event such as would cause disorientation or a sudden drop in reasoning skills took her quickly.
I have read many articles about her life today, and she was a nurse who had retired 2 years previously and she lived in a lovely area of the greater Nashville area suburbs in Brentwood, TN. By all accounts, Gerry had a lovely life which had always been FULL of adventure and was a very beloved lady.
She had two beloved adult children, a daughter who was turning 35, and an adult son.
She had a husband of 45 years, George, who loved her and was her devoted traveling ( but not hiking) companion on her journey.
George was called her " Sherpa" to her nickname " Inchworm". She called herself this because, like many of us who are nurses, we sustain back injuries due to the nature of our profession, and she had back pain, thus was unable to carry the regular backpack and load of supplies that most other long distance campers/ hikers carried.
This is the article that told me how utterly inefficient scent dogs are, how unreliable and useless they were in finding Gerry.
I think this is something we need to keep in mind when we are reading or searching for a lost person and we are told " The dogs searched that area".
https://www.bostonglobe.com/magazin...just-vanish/CkjirwQF7RGnw4VkAl6TWM/story.html
I know you are resting in peace now, dear sister nurse and fellow southern lady.
I am saying prayers for the peace of mind and well- being of her family and her many friends. Over 700 people attended her memorial service held a short time after her disappearance. This is a woman who was truly loved, and whose life mattered a great deal. God bless them ALL at this time of
almost certainly knowing without a doubt that she is gone from this life they walked through together.