Judy Manning was a healer and masseuse who had a big following here in the country.
It's a little surprising that her clients were so loyal. She specialized in a form of deep massage, which could be pretty darned uncomfortable. She made us listen to bizarre music. And she always had some laughably oddball new treatment: I remember her dangling a little bottle of milk over my belly to see if I was allergic to dairy products. (She thought I was.)
So why did we keep going back? Because she was so much fun and so loving. She always had the latest news to share about local people and parties, and she was always upbeat and cheerful. Despite her encounters with brown recluse spiders and carbon monoxide fumes from her car, she was remarkably energetic and health-conscious and you could often see her striding through her beloved Laurels or along country roads.
Her ovarian cancer came as a complete shock to all of us. She died in the spring of 2008 and I hope she's at peace -- and has found some better music than that Buddha Bar mix.
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