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Lippe, Barbara Crane July 20, 1927 - July 19, 2020

#BLESSED is how Barbara Crane Lippe described her life which ended peacefully on July 19, 2020 surrounded by her devoted daughters and Havanese, Chica. Born in Manhattan on July 20, 1927, Barbara moved to Bronxville with her husband Vincent Stuyvesant Lippe (d. 1980) where she happily resided for 64 years.

Beyond raising and adoring her two daughters and doting on her granddaughter, Barbara was known for her love and care of dogs, her cars and motorcycles, her passion for tennis, golf, fishing, bridge and the great outdoors. Her baking skills remain legendary as she often arrived at a party, doctor’s appointment, bank, or golf course with a fresh batch of homemade goodies.

But mostly, Barbara was known for her heart and endlessly giving nature, doing small kindnesses, providing words of encouragement, visiting a nursing home, doing airport runs or shopping for others.

Barbara is survived by her dog Chica, daughters Pamela Lippe (Bronxville, NY) and Patricia Lippe Davis (NYC) and “sons-in-love” Guy Morris and Russell Davis, grandchildren Max Morris and Blair Davis; nephew and niece Jonathan Crane and Stephanie Crane Faison, as well as scores of friends and “adopted children.”

In lieu of flowers, consider a donation to one of her favorite charities: Guiding Eyes for the Blind, the ASPCA, NRDC or Children’s Village.

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Under the current circumstances, the Family will have a service at a later time.

In Lieu of Flowers: Please consider a donation to one of her favorite charities: Guiding Eyes for the Blind, the ASPCA, NRDC or Children’s Village.


  1. REPLY
    Melanie Johnson says

    Dear Pam & Patricia and your families: I was Winston’s Mom. Barbara, your Mom, made my life possible, knowing my dog babies were cared for, I could travel. In the last two years, I’d visit your Mom and Chika. She’d make me one of her yummy lunches, and, of course, I’d have to taste test cookies for your future consumption, and love up on Chika. Barbara always said Chika had to outlive her. I’m glad she got her wish. I know I wasn’t the closest or longest of your Mom’s friends, but I knew her for thirty years. I couldn’t connect to her through sports, but I could through the dogs. I know she was immensely proud of you, her daughters, and thrilled and so grateful that you lived and stayed close. I also know she would have been happy to die with her mind still mostly intact. Her intense sportsmanship was probably responsible for that. Though I think I only got to meet you in passing one holiday when I was picking up Winston, my heart goes out to you. Your Mom loved you deeply, and she had such a good, productive, pleasurable life. What more can you ask? Bless you.

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