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Marsha Evans: Worry Beads

At home in Alexandria with husband Jerry, American Red Cross president and chief executive Marsha Evans examines beads she has strung. The hobby takes her mind off disasters, she says. To relieve tension on trips to Hurricane Katrina sites, she wore Stuart Weitzman lace-ups, right.
At home in Alexandria with husband Jerry, American Red Cross president and chief executive Marsha Evans examines beads she has strung. The hobby takes her mind off disasters, she says. To relieve tension on trips to Hurricane Katrina sites, she wore Stuart Weitzman lace-ups, right. (Photos By Katherine Frey -- The Washington Post)
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"Why don't you put on an apron," Jerry suggested when a photographer arrived. "And get a picture of you cooking. That'd be something new."

"Jerry, you're not cooperating. We need one with the adoring husband gazing."

Marty was at the table, counting pearls on a necklace. "I can't stand it any longer," she said, pulling it apart. "I noticed there were four pearls, instead of three."

Jerry went to watch the news in the kitchen. "Tornado in Indiana," he called.

Marty lined up three crystals.

"Twenty-two people dead in a trailer park," Jerry said. "Why do tornadoes go right for trailers?"

" 'Mobile home communities' -- you can't say that, Jerry," she said, struggling to thread a crystal.

"Red Cross is on the scene," he said.

The Red Cross was offering shelters and counseling. Marty had been on the phone about it earlier.

Jerry fetched another bottle of wine and started dinner. He was making salade nicoise, to get in the mood for their Thanksgiving vacation on the French Riviera. After France, Marty will travel to Africa, on a Red Cross mission to fight measles.

Marty exhaled. "I am living the dream. I am living in paradise with a great husband, and a neat view of the Potomac. Life is good."

They would eat salade nicoise, and later, go to bed. He tosses all night. She sleeps so soundly, she has no dreams.

Off Camera is a monthly column featuring Washington's top decision makers in their off hours -- outside the office and inside their lives.


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