NORTH YARMOUTH — Pamela Jane (Hooper) Rose, 46, passed away at her home on July 19, 2010, following a year-long battle with a neurological condition known as Adhesive Arachnoiditis, which causes debilitating, intractable pain. Pam had suffered from a spinal nerve injury since August of 2005 and had undergone multiple invasive spinal procedures and several operations, the last of which likely triggered the full-blown Arachnoiditis pain syndrome, as the symptoms began appearing shortly thereafter and steadily became more and more unbearable.

 Pam was born on April 21,1964, in Lewiston and was educated in the Auburn school system. She was a member of the 1982 graduating class of Edward Little High School and afterwards received her bachelor’s degree in 1986 from a private liberal arts school in Lynchburg, Va.

 It was there in the heart of the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains that Pam was able to realize her childhood dream of flying single-engine aircraft. The college had recently purchased two Cessna 152s and the solo rental rate at the time was only $17 per hour, so Pam, upon reaching this milestone, made sure to spend as much time aloft as possible. Even when she wasn’t undergoing further training, such as under the hood (working on her instrument rating), or doing cross-country solo flights, she took advantage of every opportunity to go flying with her dozen or so ‘pilot buddies,’ several of whom went on to become commercial pilots. She just loved being in the sky and considered it the greatest privilege on the face of the earth! She was competent and always kept a cool head under pressure. However, much to her disappointment, she never did outgrow the motion sickness aspect.

 Her favorite aviation story of all time was when she was in the downwind pattern of the Lynchburg Airport in preparation to land and there were these two boxy/square planes making final approach. She claimed she’d always thought these awkward looking planes somewhat resembled shortened mobile homes with wings, but technically they were referred to as Short 360s, (or “Shorts”). Being that she was already within the traffic pattern, she’d been in contact with the tower and was awaiting final command for permission to land. Finally, through her headsets, she received confirmation from the tower that she was now “cleared to land behind a pair of shorts!”

 Pam’s career history included a variety of jobs ranging from top-40 disc jockey, sports soundboard technician, radio production and sales, retail marketing management to receptionist/administration assistant, graphic artist and project manager for a screen printing shop. Although Pam always took pride in her work, was self-motivated and highly competent — in fact she was somewhat of a technophile — she was never one to be “all about her job.” Pam was more about wanting her free time to go biking, do her gardening and engage in all her creative, active and fun projects that she loved doing, including volunteer work, most recently for the visually impaired.

 Previous to suffering her injury and later acquiring Adhesive Arachnoiditis, Pam had been a passionate gardener and loved working the land with her husband of 11 years, Stuart Rose. In addition to her large annual vegetable garden, Pam prepared and tended many gorgeous flower beds. She took equal pleasure in viewing the many beautiful gardens in the surrounding areas, particularly in Pownal and New Gloucester, all throughout each summer, while bicycling on her favorite routes. She was quick to recognize the years of love and hard work that other people had invested in beautifying their surroundings.

 She was happiest when covered in dirt, spending entire days toiling away in the soil. She’d often joke, when guests stopped by unannounced, that she didn’t care about the condition of the house, so long as the lawn was mowed and her gardens were immaculate!

 In addition to gardening and biking, Pam looked forward every summer to several annual weekend hikes and backpacking trips with her husband and friends. In particular she loved the spectacular view at Katahdin’s Chimney Pond.

 Pam was accomplished in the creative arts, most notably graphic design and metalsmithing. She took an active interest in improving her skills through reading and attending seminars. She was also a great lover of music and an extreme driving enthusiast who cared greatly about keeping up with news from the automotive world.

 Pam was enthusiastic about life. She was an energetic, thoughtful and kind person who engaged other people in conversation wherever she went. She kept up with current world events and tended to be politically opinionated, yet sought not to be judgmental of other people’s individual viewpoints. And while she took most of her greatest pleasures in the simplest of things, she maintained a fairly broad worldview. One in which she always tended to see the good in mankind.

 In addition to her husband, Pam leaves behind two cats, Wilson and Wesley (the loves of her life!); her father, Richard Hooper of Harrison; mother, Dianne Hooper of South Paris; and a brother, Paul Hooper of Mechanic Falls; uncle, Wilford Hooper; cousin, Betsy Dubois; in addition to several nephews and a niece.