Amy Feeney Wassmer, born Hutchinson on 1/27/1971 in Cape May Courthouse, NJ

Amy in 1997, the year we met in Konstanz, Germany.	Amy in June 2020 at her favorite place – West Surf Beach in Ocean City, NJ, where we were married in 1998.

My wife Amy, to whom I was married for almost 30 years, died on December 6, 2025, when a young man ran a red light at the intersection of M52 and M50 and T-boned our car at high speed. He was driving a truck, and our Toyota Prius had no chance to withstand the forces of such a vehicle at such a speed.

Amy was a wonderful person. She was genuinely kind yet outspoken about what is right, the many inconvenient truths of consumerism, and the oblivion that so many people have about the consequences of their lifestyles. She loved our dogs and me dearly, took good care of us, and defended us tooth and nail. She made it so easy for me to be fully satisfied in our small circle and in my work that I did not miss having other close friends here.

Amy was a passionate environmentalist who tried to make a big difference with her purchase decisions and her lifestyle. She would often educate other consumers in the stores about the value of organic products. She also pushed me to become more active at work and was the driving force behind shaping and refining my environmental activism.

Amy loved beautiful things in clothing, accessories, paintings, jewelry, and antiques. She had great skills for finding them and even more imagination for arranging them to make her appearances, our house, or somebody else’s outfit and home more beautiful. She would have been a fantastic interior decorator or personal shopper if only given the chance. She was also a bargain shopper like no other.

Lately, Amy has been hurting a lot. Menopause was not easy on her, and after a life of being underweight, she gained weight and changed her physique, so she had to abandon a lot of her favorite outfits, and she started to hide her body skillfully in a wider and more loosely fitting, very fashionable new wardrobe. Her preexisting ailments, such as light sensitivity, back and joint pain, and skin rashes, got worse and were sometimes barely tolerable. She felt old and worn. However, much worse was a reverse discrimination Amy had to suffer through when a black salesman in a Toledo clothing franchise used his anger about racial discrimination to accuse Amy of shoplifting and set her up with some of his buddies who were policemen to “teach the white bitch a lesson”. Amy was intimidated, arrested, and incarcerated without any cause until 4 am the next morning. She was devastated that this could happen to an innocent person, and that the judiciary apparatus, the prosecutor, defender, and judge, saw that she was innocent, but still cut a deal with the police to charge her for one of the two made-up charges to keep up the goodwill for cooperation in future cases. This experience made her feel unsafe in public and eroded the trust she once had in the justice system. Even worse, she suffered that her family and even I, her husband, would think that she somehow caused this issue due to her outspoken and straightforward personality. That I did not make it crystal clear that what happened to her was unacceptable is one of my biggest regrets in our entire marriage.

Amy also suffered from the immorality, inhumanity, injustice, and corruption of the US government, especially under the first Trump administration, the Biden administration, and the 2^nd Trump administration. She felt the world was turning towards darkness, and that there was little, if anything, to be done about it.

Amy had very strong instincts and often “simply knew things”. She often talked about what I should do or not do when she went before me. I always tried to argue that I was almost 10 years older and would most likely go before her – but she just knew – and she was right – as so many times (almost always) before. So, I will honor her advice and wishes as she always guided me right. Rest in peace, my sweetheart, my soul mate, my best friend, and my lover. May all your pain and suffering be gone, and know that I will love and miss you for eternity.