The funeral home was filled the day after Bette Beaman died. Friends and family had come to pay their respects and to tell their stories. Neighbors shared how the Beaman sisters had touched their lives. The Beamans’ home on Claremont Avenue in Ginter Park was the “anchor of the neighborhood,” one neighbor remarked. The sisters, who never married, were always there to help.

Sue Beaman, now confined to a wheelchair, greeted guests with a smile as people huddled close to reminisce about her sister.

“Bette Beaman taught me how to cook,” one friend said. Another shared, “Bette helped me through a crisis when my husband died.”

Bette will be remembered as a devoted sister, world traveler, gracious hostess, outstanding cook, extraordinary entertainer, producer of magnificent needlework, dedicated Sunday-school teacher, civic leader, master of languages and wonderful friend.

I have my own fond memories of Elizabeth Beaman. I had the privilege of being her neighbor, a student of hers at T.J. and her friend. Like the throngs of students who have grown up to cherish the lessons and love that Elizabeth imparted, I will miss her companionship, wit and laughter. Those who had the good fortune to cross paths with the Beaman sisters, Elizabeth and Sue, know there is no better example of what a true Richmond institution should be. — Beverly