Hecate reminds us that ten years have passed since the Wiccan world lost Doreen Valiente, who still does not get enough credit for her part in creating the religion.

I corresponded with her some in the 1980s, but, ironically, arrived in her home of Brighton just weeks after passing. Riding city buses with E. John Jones, he would point and say, “Doreen used to live on that street,” or “Doreen had a flat in that building.”

I got the impression at third-hand that there was a bit of struggle over who would become the official custodian of her papers and thus her memory–perhaps one of my British readers could enlighten us on that.