HUCKLEBERRIES: The attentive civilities of The Lioness of Idaho

Mike Bullard remembers meeting “The Lioness of Idaho.” It was 1993, and he was the new pastor of the First Presbyterian Church. During a service that first summer in Coeur d’Alene, Mike’s wife, Betsy, was sitting near the back of the church with her two restless sons. Afterward, she approached a dignified, 70-something woman in the same pew and said: “I hope our boys didn’t disturb you.”