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Bridget and Eric at the SLO Gran Fondo

Bridget and Eric at the SLO Gran Fondo

Eric Helser: Thank you for so many great memories, Bridget. Here we are on our second SLO Gran Fondo. Rainy and cold almost the entire 100 miles! Mud and grime so thick along the last 10 miles, our brakes were failing down that last hill. We were the only two cyclists on tri-bikes, but it didn't stop us from leading the pack almost the entire ride. By the time we finished, the food and beer was gone. The only thing available were fudgsicles, which we ate, laughing at each other, shivering in our wet cycling gear! We learned later most of the riders had opted for a shorter route or didn't ride at all due to the rain, and decided to hang out at the finish line instead. That evening, we feasted on an amazing dinner prepared by Scott (thanks again, Scott!) and northern California IPA's. Cheers to Bridget Inspires!

Trisha Anderson: After hearing of Bridget, I decided to sign up for my first triathlon. 
Didn't have much time to train so the experience was quite humbling but 
Bridget definitely carried me through several moments. #Bridgetinspires

Trisha at her triathlon

Trisha at her triathlon

Natsuko, Andrew, Athens and Brighton Pursell: Scott, Whitney and Conor, We are very sorry to hear of Bridget's passing. She was amazing with our twin boys. They always had smiles on their faces when she walked in. In fact after Bridget moved we went through a lot of nannies and no one was ever able to take her place. She was the only person our boys would be excited to see. I am so thankful that, even for a short amount of time, we had her in our lives. She always gave our boys her full attention, she brought books for them every day, she took them on walks and even started teaching them gymnastics. Her energy was always so patient, calm and loving. Though I never got to meet you she spoke fondly of you often. She was the type of mother that I strive to be like every day. We are truly sorry for your loss.

Edie Heideman: How is it even possible that Bridget is no longer with us? Please wake me up from this nightmare. Not Bridget, not the beautiful, warm, loving, compassionate, calm Bridget, the Bridget around whom I always felt that everything was all right with the world and I was safe. The Bridget who was the fierce, determined, triumphant world champion triathlete. Bridget, who listened to my story about the hazing death of my18 yr. old son at college, and who enabled me to go on racing in his memory. Bridget, who deeply loved her family and friends, and inspired all those around her. I remember the last time I saw her at Vineman, July10th. We hugged tightly before she went off on her wave and went on to place first in her age group. We promised to get together at our next race. I was at Ironman Santa Cruz 70.3 this past Sunday, and was racked next to Karen Aydelott, lovely, brave, gifted athlete, who told me the news. I was stunned. This was unimaginable. I raced for Bridget that day, but it was a very grief-stricken race, and I am still trying to process the enormity of this loss several days later as I lie in bed and try to heal from my race injuries. But I think what I am really trying to heal from is the unbearable loneliness of missing someone whose light was extinguished WAY TOO SOON! I am praying for you, Scott, Whitney, and Conor. I didn't know you, but I felt like I did, and I loved Bridget. Edie Heideman, W65-69, Palo Alto, CA.

Annette Ristau: Iowa State buddies get together in DesMoines to visit and cheer on Bridget in 2010 Triathlon.
From left to right: Annette Class Ristau, Lisa Hamity Coker, Bridget, & Paula Vanderbeek

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Annette Class Ristau: Scott, Whitney, and Conor, My heart goes out to you all. It is with great sadness I write to you upon the great loss of our dear Bridget. Scott, we met in 1986 when I drove through Portland with Lisa, our good friend and teammate at ISU, both of us wanting to visit Bridget. You were so gracious welcoming us and cooking a scrumptious vegetarian dinner while putting us up for a wonderful night of conversation and catching up with both of you.

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Bridget and I became good friends during our last years of college when I was lucky to room with her in our house off-campus at ISU that we called “Nike Country”. She taught me many life skills: better cooking, how to get organized, and how to stay upbeat when things didn’t go well. Bridget kept a book with positive sayings and quotes from competitors and famous individuals, which served us both well when we needed inspiration to make it through a rough time.

As the taller roommate, Bridget had the top bunk in our tiny bedroom. In the morning she’d put one leg over and she’d touch the floor. Nights were short as we both woke early for classes or student teaching. We had a schedule for our dinner each week. Bridget, the Vetter girls, and I all ate dinners together like a family-- savoring our last year before we went out into the real world. We had some struggles that cold winter of ’79-’80 and Bridget vowed that she would never live again in a cold climate. Bridget knew what she wanted and went after it leaving Iowa. When summer came, Bridget and I stayed in Ames working and running summer 10K races. Indianola Balloon Days Run was a run with Bridget that I’ll never forget-- an exciting 95-degree-day with dozens of gorgeously colored hot air balloons and energized people. She smoked the course and set a personal best despite the heat and humidity! With Bridget’s help pulling me along during the early part of the race and then finding her at the finish, we both felt deep satisfaction with our efforts. Midnight Madness was another great race and Bridget realized that it would be much tougher competition-- so she started much faster and that helped continue improving our times.

Over the years we stayed in touch and exchanged family photos at Christmas time. My last visit with Bridget was last June when I was able to meet her and Conor at a brewpub and enjoy a summerlike evening in St. Paul. We had a great time of reminiscing and I now cherish that last time together. Conor, I could tell your Mom was so proud of you. Keep up the great brewing you’re doing. Whitney, your Mom told me about the first time you did the Ironman, finishing so well that you qualified for the Nationals! Amazing just like your Mom! Keep your heart in what you like doing and know that she’s beaming from above. Scott, my prayers are with you and may you find comfort in the wonderful memories of our dear Bridget. With love, Annette Class Ristau

Laurie Marx: My deepest condolences to the Dawson family. Bridget will be truly missed. I started doing triathlon 11 years ago. My first couple of races, I would be just starting the run leg and the announcer would be announcing a Bridget Dawson finishing. She was in my age group and holy cow- she was fast. I eventually met her and we became friends. She always had kind words and encouragement.

Pam Evans: This woman!  When I first met Bridget it was because our children became fast friends. Arianna and Whit, Graham and Conor. She was very soon Mom #2 for my kids and with Scott created that proverbial village. Fierce love. My children adored her.
She was a cut-to-the-chase, don't waste time beating around the bush kind of person. "What did you do THAT for?" coming from Bridget was not a put down but an opportunity to recalculate a questionable decision. She was a fine listener and a noble, true friend.
When I decided to enter the world of triathlon there was an opportunity to connect even more with Bridget ; her mentorship was invaluable. Swift and calm. Fierce and steady. Drink an IPA before every race. After my first tri at Pac Crest in 2006 Bridget stood at the finish line cheering me in. She had already crossed the finish line 20 minutes before me. It was not until about 30 minutes later when we walked over to look at the results that I saw she had of course been the first woman to cross the finish line. She had never said a word about the win.Tromped all the young ones. Humility and grace.
A week or so after we lost Bridget , Arianna and I were remembering her unique laugh. Her funny little giggle and her hilarious guffaw. So so so hard to believe this beautiful woman is no longer here with us, but we will remember her love and laughter and grace. Love you Scott, Whitney and Conor.

Monica Behling Anghel: I was so sad to hear the news of Bridget's passing. I worked with her for 3 years at the Little Gym in Portland along with Stepanie S, Michele and Stephanie H. Bridget was a fun loving boss and I have such fond memories of working with her and for her. I remember eating my first ever vegetarian meal at your house once and I was starving afterward- lol! Although she's gone and I'm incredibly sad for your loss, she will continue to inspire all those who knew her and even those that didn't. Love to you all during this time.

Diane Vetter: Bridget and I were teammates on Iowa State's cross country and track teams. We arrived together as freshmen and our four years at ISU instilled life long memories. Bridget was rock solid as a teammate. She never seemed to have a bad day. Always so positive. We could totally count on Bridget to be so composed and solid in our biggest competitions.

On those insanely brutal, windy Iowa winter training runs, Bridget would lead the way. All 5 feet 12 inches of her, as she would always say. During our senior year we shared an upstairs apartment with fellow track teammates. We affectionately called it "NIKE COUNTRY". Our one roommate agreed to join us if we would teach her how to cook. What fun we had!

Upon graduation Bridget and I packed our few belongings and drove together to Tucson Arizona to take our first step into the real world. Our arrival in January was a dream come true. Sunny days and mild temperatures were so different than Iowa. But things heated up quickly in the Sonoran desert. With our limited finances, cranking up the AC was not an option. We made a pact; the first one to turn on the AC was a "weenie". Well neither one of us wanted to be a weenie. So when we needed to cool off, a quick jump in the pool did the trick. We went a whole year without AC in 100-degree heat!

I regret not keeping in better touch through the years. Getting married, moving, raising families is all busy stuff. But hearing from her and about her achievements in duathlon and triathlon competitions always blew me away. Bridget was world class, not just as an athlete but also as a person.

I will always be inspired buy my humble friend from Sigourney Iowa. It was a privilege to share our lives together. I will never ever forget her. With sadness and much love, Debbie Vetter Skeen

Diane was being a little pest so Bridget and Debbie tied Diane up with athletic tape before the 1979 Big 8 Track Meet. They left her tied up on the bed and got on the bus to go to the meet. Coach Murray realized Diane was missing. Deb and Bridget ha…

Diane was being a little pest so Bridget and Debbie tied Diane up with athletic tape before the 1979 Big 8 Track Meet. They left her tied up on the bed and got on the bus to go to the meet. Coach Murray realized Diane was missing. Deb and Bridget had to fess up, and the bus turned around to retrieved her. Bridget was sneaky that way.

Janis Vetter, Bridget Seip, Diane Vetter in sunny Tucson AZ 1983

Janis Vetter, Bridget Seip, Diane Vetter in sunny Tucson AZ 1983

Proud Iowa State Grads

Proud Iowa State Grads

Roommates at Nike Country. 1979. Debbie Vetter, Diane Vetter, Bridget Seip, Annette Class (bottom row) Notice the rabbit ears on Deb. Yep Bridget never passed up a chance to be sneaky.

Roommates at Nike Country. 1979. Debbie Vetter, Diane Vetter, Bridget Seip, Annette Class (bottom row)
Notice the rabbit ears on Deb. Yep Bridget never passed up a chance to be sneaky.

Tubing, Spring Break at Iowa State. 1978 (Top row) Diane Vetter, Trudy Rebsamen, Annette Class, (Bottom pile) Debbie Vetter, Barb Mcleod, Bridget Seip. (camera shy)

Tubing, Spring Break at Iowa State. 1978
(Top row) Diane Vetter, Trudy Rebsamen, Annette Class, (Bottom pile) Debbie Vetter, Barb Mcleod, Bridget Seip. (camera shy)

Beth Weber Elkin: In 1978 I was a tall, skinny Sigourney High School freshman whose 6’1” frame made me the ideal candidate for playing basketball, but whose athleticism did not. The track coach at my school, David Beaty, encouraged me to try track, in particular distance running.

To put it into context - this was before many girls and women ran for fitness or fun. At least ones that I knew. There weren’t running shoes and sportswear for girls and women in all of the stores, and with the exception of the Olympics, you couldn’t watch a track meet on TV. But none of that mattered because there was someone I could look up to – Bridget, a champion runner who proved that with hard work and dedication, small town girls with big dreams could do anything in sports.

At Coach Beaty’s suggestion, Bridget asked me to run with her when she was home for Thanksgiving. I was nervous about keeping up, but she was great. We ran at a pace that pushed but didn’t crush me. She encouraged and challenged me, and gave me advice. After that we began to exchange letters. She shared how her training was going, talked about her competitions and always encouraged me to keep working hard. That meant the world to me! She shared what it was like to run in college – and that made me work even harder to try to achieve that goal. I wanted to be like her so much that I even raced with my hair in braids!

I never achieved the level of success that Bridget did, although running at the state meet and twice winning the annual Bridget Seip Mile Run at our home track meet were definitely highlights. She wrote to me all through high school, even after she graduated from Iowa State and moved to Arizona. I still have her letters – and the two race trophies bearing her name – 30+ years later. They meant that much to me.

I now have a daughter who is about to start her collegiate running career. As she trained and competed throughout high school I often thought of Bridget. She was really remarkable - a college kid, with a busy training, competition and academic schedule, who took the time to write letters to a girl from her hometown with a dream to be like her. I regret not seeking her out and telling her what an amazing impact she made on my life, so wanted to share it here. Scott, Whitney and Conor, I am so sorry for the loss of your incredible wife and mother. I will never forget her kindness to me, so many years ago.

Ann and John Brackett: My husband and I met Bridget only once very briefly when we were visiting our little granddaughter, Cora in SLO. We both recognized right away what a significant person she was in the lives of both Cora and her mom, Carolyn. Kind, calm, warm, focused, and patient, Bridget was a true contributor to the growth, comfort, and well-being of both. In hearing of Bridget's death we all felt the tremendous loss not only to your family, but, in our much smaller ways, to our own. It is evident from these postings that Bridget's impact was felt by people from different parts of the world, and from many different activities, places, and times of her life. We've all been blessed by her and I hope you are able to take in and savor this during this terrible time of painful loss. I'll especially remember our little Cora showing me her special reading place with Bridget and the neat little stack of stones in the driveway that they revisited so often on their walks. I know they had so many thoughtful conversations and giggles together. Thinking of you all and wishing you the comfort of being together to celebrate her life.

Lauren Binder: I met Bridget about 10 years ago at a triathlon. She won women's overall and was leaning against a beam with her chatting with Scott. I introduced myself and we talked of going to nationals Olympic tri in Portland. Thus began our friendship and shared training for the following years ahead. Training with Bridget was exciting, enjoyable, torturous, and very inspiring. For our first nationals we went out to Hagg Lake and did insufferable repeat hills biking up that long steep climb from the fee booth to the top of the hill. We got it down. When I actually went up that hill during nationals, I could hear Bridget's voice, "Come on, come on, we're almost there". Needless to say we were on our way to Hamburg, Germany. This was the beginning of numerous nations and world championships. We trained a lot together and laughed a lot together.
She brought me into the MAC as an athlete member and it opened so many doors for me to network with many great friends. We shared parties and fun tri camps and gatherings at the pub. Bridget would get this kind of red glow in her cheeks after her first pint. I knew she was happy! Those were great times and I cherish them. 
I'll never forget nationals in Tuscaloosa. Morning of race I got locked out of my hotel room. I was running around frantic, looking for the receptionist who wasn't available. I knocked on Bridget's door and she calmly said I got this. She took her credit card and ran it down the space between the door, and, Voila, it opened! I was stunned. She laughed and said,"well, that's the way they do it in the movies"!
Incredible, invincible, unstoppable, my Bridget! She is in my heart forever. She is in the sunset, she in the sunrise, she is in the lakes, the ocean, the rivers, the forests, the moon, the sun! She lives on, her spirit in our hearts. I will miss you, my tall, slender beautiful smiling woman! Thank you for all you gave to me. I treasure that always! More than words can express, Lauren

Carol Cook: It is hard to find words to express the loss of a long term friend. Bridget and I first met when she was a freshman at Iowa State and I was a senior. We went on to win a 1976 National Cross Country Championship together and have stayed in touch for nearly 40 years.(Pictures of our 19976 Championship Team and my 60th Birthday Party). Bridget was one of the toughest competitors yet kindest souls I have ever met. Bridget was a woman of great patience, high integrity, often very quiet, but had a great sense of humor and loved to share funny stories. Bridget through all these wonderful qualities and her ability to continue to compete at a very high level high level have always filled me with admiration and inspiration. I would like to share a story that Bridget and loved to laugh and talk about for many years. We were at cross country practice getting ready for Nationals and I had bad food the night before. I was about to forget practice and call it a day, but Bridget as selfless and patient as she was, volunteered to practice with me as we did a fartlek workout just a stone’s throw
away from a row of Honey Buckets. Lots of starts, stops, and laughs, but we finished the workout! I will miss Bridget very much. I will always admire her as a runner, competitor and one to share funny ISU stories with. Scott, Whitney, and Connor, you are in my thoughts and prayers. Bridget was the best!

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Paul Simard: I didn't know Bridget, it is obvious she lived life to its fullest. Approximately 5 minutes after she was struck I pulled over and assisted with CPR, she did not suffer. She had an extremely peaceful look on her face which I will never forget. The woman that was driving the car was helping in every way she could, she was holding on to Bridget's hand the entire time. Today I made a cross and placed it on highway 227 where it happened. I am very sorry for your loss.

Heidi Peyton: I also was shocked and saddened by the news of Bridget. It makes life seem so fragile when she was one of the tough ones. Bridget and I swam at the MAC together but she was always in another lane cuz she swam faster. Bridget and I had gone on some runs but I have never run with her exactly as she was way faster. And we went on bike rides in Sisters, Oregon and Clackamette Park but I was always looking at her kit from behind! But...we did do yoga together on my back patio and I could keep up! And I could keep up with eating with her enjoying her vegetarian dinner one night and her gluten free (or something) delicious chocolate cake! She will be sorely missed around the world. One could only hope to leave the important footprint Bridget has left. I will miss her as I train but Whitney will keep alive the Dawson triathlon spirit. I hope to be able to come to Portland next Monday and honor her. My son will be in town from Minnesota and I need to honor his trip too. But it will all work out and Bridget will always be in front of me as I finish anything triathlon related. My best to you all who were lucky enough to be with her every day. Xo

Susan Appleget Hurst: How my heart sank when Joen called me to tell me about Bridget's tragic death. I'm so very sorry for your loss, and sad for myself, too. Bridget was my closest friend while we were in grade school at St. Mary's and all through junior high. I remember that in junior high, we split the cost of a Neil Diamond album because neither of us could afford a 'whole' album. I confess that I probably ended up with more than my 'half-share' of Neil. Bridget was certainly more quiet and gracious than I was, but we both enjoyed baking and sewing--she was very good at those things--and I thought she had the dream job when she got a part-time gig at a small fabric store down the block from her house!
A few years ago, Bridget brought friends to my house for dinner the night after the 2010 HyVee triathalon. She also stopped by to see me at my store in Winterset in 2014. It means a great deal to me to have maintained even occasional contact through my life with someone who was close to me as a child. I feel that I have lost a piece of the little girl in me, but I know that my sadness doesn't begin to approach the loss that you feel. I'm so glad that the three of you loved her, and were loved by her. I know you will miss her so much. With heartfelt sorrow, Susan Appleget Hurst

Kristin Mihalko: Bridget quietly made a long lasting impact on my life for which I will always be grateful. While I will admit I was hesitant originally to have her nanny for Brendan and Nate – would this be weird, since I’m working for Scott? I mean what if it didn’t work out and we needed to fire her? Hard to imagine I ever had those thoughts. Having her care for the boys from three months old until 2 and half years old was the best decision we ever could have made. If anyone could do it, she could, and she did. She had the perfect combination of energy and patience. She helped guide those little guys and made them who they are today. She loved them unconditionally. And I am forever grateful that she was in our lives and shared her love, knowledge and energy with us. Every time Matt and I call Nate “Natey” we will think of Bridget and the mention of “cozy pants” will always bring a smile. She inspired me as a friend and a mother, and I will miss her greatly. I'm truly thankful for having both Scott and Bridget in my life as friends and family. All my love to you Scott, Whitney and Conor.

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Joan E. Hughes: My husband and I are visiting AG for a month to help out my aging parents. We are avid bicyclists (mountain and road). We heard of the loss of your beloved Bridget, and I so enjoyed reading and learning about what an amazing human she was and how she continues to inspire. As a bike commuter, I constantly worry about distracted drivers among others. I am sad for y'all and worry for all of us "more vulnerable road users." We continue to cycle and advocate for cycling in Bridget's honor and so many others. Hugs and strength, Joan Hughes and Lee Klancher, Austin, Texas

Berrin Erdogan: I am so sorry to hear about your loss… I can’t begin to imagine the pain and shock that comes from such an unexpected and tragic loss. I just wanted to say that you are in my thoughts, and I am wishing you strength to get you through these days…

Brennan Davis: Scott, When we met Bridget in fall 2014, she really inspired my wife Anna to start biking to work and get outdoors more. Just to be healthy. And I have been positively affected by this, too. There is now rarely a weekend we aren't hiking or biking. And we enjoy life so much more because of it. We remember Bridget as a wonder role model about how to make the most out of life.

Diane Vetter: I can't seem to get my mind around the fact that Bridget is no longer with us. To all of Bridget's family, stay strong and love one another. I was a teammate of Bridget's when we were at Iowa State University. Bridget was an All-American cross country runner and was a vital member on three of ISU's national championship cross country teams. We shared an apartment off campus called "Nike Country" and had a ball! Bridget was a joy to be with. At college we would inner tube down down the icy slopes during spring break. Yes there was snow during spring break, devour her homemade chocolate chip cookies, and spend time at her house in Sigourney during Thanksgiving break. After college we met twice at her house in Portland to run the Hood to Coast Relay as an ISU alumni team named "Weenies United." Scott Dawson would drive one of the vans and put up with our goofyness and shenanigans. Great Times! Later I would watch Bridget compete in the duathlon championships held in Tucson on two occasions. Bridget was a gamer and won her age group, she looked fantastic! Afterwards we would also sample microbrews from the local establishments. Bridget had a great love for life. She enjoyed the physicalness of training and competition and valued the simple things life had to offer. I dedicate this poem to Bridget. It is slightly modifed from a poem written by John Voelker.

WHY DO I RUN?
I run because it is my passion.
Because the places my two feet take me are truly magnificent.
Because the natural world, with her open meadows, steep canyons, and shimmering beaches, is pure delight.
Because these places always wait for me in repose as the night sky sails to the west.
I wake and eagerly anticipate the recurring splendor of morning's first light.
Despite the annoyance of sometimes horrible weather, nagging injuries, and long hard miles,
I am comforted by the steady cadence of one's footfalls, the smell of fog in the morning, and the encouraging crunch of gravel underfoot as I make my way along a winding trail.
Because nature is steadfast and honest and cannot be bribed or impressed by power, nor can she lie, cheat, or betray me.
These places submit only to the forces of wind and rain, and eventually become sand and dust.
This the fate of us all.
Because mercifully there is a quiet conversation between the land and the creatures that live there, and I need to take the time and effort to be part of that.
Because people live in a world where they give up their best days and efforts doing things they hate.
Because, I suspect, men travel upon this earth only once and I for one don't want to waste the trip.
And finally, not because I regard running as so terribly noble, there are easier ways to get from point A to point B, but because I suspect that so many of the other concerns of men are equally unimportant and not nearly so much fun!

To Bridget, 
Gone is your calm demeanor, strength, and reassuring smile. We love you and miss you. With remembrance, your Iowa State Teammates.

1978 Iowa State Cross Country Champions

1978 Iowa State Cross Country Champions

Paula Vander Beek: I met Bridget when she was a sophomore in high school. I was from a neighboring school district (North Mahaska) and met Bridget through my track coach, Dave Beaty. During my junior year, Coach Beaty and I were getting ready for a workout at the Oskaloosa, Iowa track. Bridget and her father, Sandy, arrived, and the friendship began! Bridget was a prospective new "talent," as Coach Beaty had an eye for a girl who was willing to work hard. He had invited Bridget and her Dad to the workout. Both very shy girls, we exchanged mutual "Hi's" and started a warmup. We were both scared of these Coach Beaty workouts, as they were gut-grinding! So we had a lot in common right away! But, the workouts also proved to be our mutual ground and we became fast friends (no pun intended!) Coach Beaty had recently been hired at Sigourney High School, so he continued to write workouts for me. Bridget and I would get together on weekends to train. As time went on, she became like the sister I never had. Her family (Dad Sandy, Mom Joyce, and three younger brothers, plus the family dog Shayla) welcomed me into their home.... it seemed to be nearly every weekend. Bridget and I would run both Saturday and Sunday. She was so tall, and her legs were so long, I recall I would take 3 or 4 steps to Bridget's 1! She would glide along with ease, and it was easy to see even then that she was going to excel in the distance arena. And excel she did!!!! I graduated and went on to run at Iowa State. When Bridget was a senior, I traveled to Des Moines to watch her long legs, bouncing braids, and infectious smile set a state record in an unclassed state meet in the Mile run. What a day for that gal! I was crying and cheering as if I had won the race! As years moved on, I kept in touch with Bridget and always enjoyed her Christmas cards. I marveled at how she managed to outrun Father Time, and continued to perform at a level I could only dream of. It is with a heavy heart that I write these memories. She was and will always be remembered for her kindness, her sense of humor, and her heart. We drank TANG like it was going out of style, laid in bunk beds at the Seip house and talked into the night, and played ping pong just about as hard as we ran! Although I have never had the pleasure of meeting you, (Scott, Whitney and Conor), you will forever be in my thoughts. I will treasure the fact that I knew Bridget (Seip) Dawson as a kind, sweet surrogate sister and a life-long pal. Love to you all ... Paula Vander Beek ("Beek")

Karyn Ullery: I was so deeply saddened to learn of this tragic loss. My sincere sympathies to all of you. Please know that my thoughts are with you. She was one of the kindest people I know, Bridget had a large impact on my life and the lives of my children. 
I first met Bridget in the early 80’s, at the old downtown YMCA in Tucson. She taught THE most popular aerobic class; 5:30, MWF; it was a hard but fun class. She was also the tot gym and swim instructor. Sam, who was 4, loved the class and wanted to go everyday and stay to swim laps with Bridget, she encouraged him at that young age to swim laps. She very quickly became his favorite person and was always first on the list of people he wanted to invite to his parties. Later she encouraged both Sam and Jenny to participate in the local ‘fun” runs. I think she had as much fun as they did and they were so very proud of their accomplishments. Jenny and Sam were both honored to be asked to participate in Scott and Bridget’s wedding at the Arizona Inn. Thank you Bridget for being part of my children’s childhood, you made them feel extra special.
Bridget stayed in touch throughout the years with her hand written Christmas cards, which always included a family photo and news of Scott, Whitney and Conor. When she would return to Tucson, for a race or training camp, she made sure to contact me so that we could spend some time together and catch up on our lives. I will miss those visits. 
Wishing you comfort and peace in this difficult time.

Dave McCulley: Scott Whitney and Conor... words cannot even begin to express the deep sadness Angela and I felt at hearing about Bridget. She was an incredible force of life! Our memories are many from the years of swimming, the meets the travel and the IPAs after the meets. Scott...Your tribute was incredible. Thank you for sharing so intimately. We still look 
at the pictures of the girls and Bridget at that first triathlon and remember very fondly, the restarting of that page in her life. Our thoughts and prayers are with you during this time. Peace to you Scott... and Whitney and Conor.

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Talya, Horst, Nicholas, and Alexander Bauer: We were deeply saddened and sorry for your family's tremendous loss. We appreciated seeing Bridget in April and sharing a meal and drinks and hearing about all the things she enjoyed about San Luis Obispo. Having known your family for the last 23 years from the Helen Gordon years, Little Gym times, the MAC, and through stories from Scott, it is so very, very apparent that we have all lost a truly inspiring spirit. She radiated energy and light. Calling this page Bridget Inspires is a great idea and one that will help that spirit live on in a celebration of life. We wish you all only the best during this challenging and emotional time.

Daniel Bryant: Sorry to hear of your loss. She was a wonderful person. I went to school with her growing up in Sigourney. Her brother Terry was a friend of mine. I lost touch with her after graduation as the Army took me in directions that never seemed close to home. My memories of her from highschool were not solely her undeniable excellence as an athlete, but rather that she was an uniquely gifted individual who needed to escape the confines of small town Iowa in order to soar. You have my deepest and most sincere sympathy.

Katie Bair and Caden McInturff: Bridget was my son Caden's nanny for the last year and a half. My husband often said that Bridget was the best parent that my son had and he was right. She was the calm in our chaos and we miss her dearly. My son loved her tremendously and I wish I had told her more how much we appreciated her. It was a stroke of unbelievable fortune that Bridget answered our ad on Care.com. Caden was only 6 months old when Bridget starting watching him. He would only sleep if you were carrying him so she would put him in the baby carrier and wear him for hours so he could nap. In the last year and half Bridget has been an amazing teacher, role model, and care giver not only for Caden but for my husband and I as well.
Bridget even went to the library on her own time to check out new books for Caden and Cora. Caden would watch excitedly out of the window as Bridget would walk up to the house with her green bag full of library books. And when she walked into the room everyone else disappeared in my son's eyes. Not only was she an incredible nanny but she was an amazing source of calm and support for me. Bridget has been such an important part of our lives for the short time we were blessed to know her. I know that Caden will be a better person because of the foundation that she set for him. I echo what Carolyn says in her post below. I will use this tragedy to be a better person, to be a better parent and wife, and to live more passionately. We were so fortunate to have her in our lives and there is a huge void without her. We miss her so much. Whitney and Conor, although we have never met Bridget spoke of you often as only an incredibly proud parent can. My family sends love to your family.

Carolyn and Cora Niner: I only knew Bridget for a little over a year but she was an incredibly important part of my life as well as my daughter Cora's life. She was a nanny for Cora two days a week but more than a nanny I considered her to be an amazing third parent to Cora. Cora is a frustratingly discerning toddler. I have a couple other part time sitters which even after a year of babysitting for Cora, Cora continued to cry when they would arrive at the door. When Bridget would arrive, Cora would give her a big smile, take her hand and turn to me with a quick "bye!". Bridget was an amazing friend and teacher to Cora with seemingly endless patience, enthusiasm and imagination. Scott, Whitney and Conor, I can only imagine the pain that you are going through since I feel an emptiness after knowing Bridget only a year. Cora continues to walk around the house saying "Bridget" while pointing at pictures Bridget drew, construction projects they worked on together and of course showing off her yoga skills and donkey kicks that Bridget taught her. Even though Cora is only two years old, I truly believe that Bridget had an amazingly positive impact on her that will last a lifetime. As for me, I am going to use this tragedy to make myself better. I now call on myself for Bridget-like calm and patience and hold myself to a higher standard of parenting. I feel so lucky to have known her even if only for a year.

Larry and Katherine Remmers: I came to meet Bridget through Scott through PSU. While over to the Dawson's on several occasions for PSU related functions, a year ago April my wife and I got together with Bridget and Scott for wine tasting in California's Central Coast. It was a wonderful two days. During that time we got to know Bridget a bit. She was a wonderful host and made us feel very relaxed and welcome. Returning to our home after the visit my wife and I both agreed that Bridget exuded two super qualities: graciousness and passion. Wouldn't we all liked to be defined similarly? They're the qualities people most often remember about people who pass through their lives.

Chris Cooper: Scott and family, I only met Bridget on one occasion, which was a few years after graduating from PSU. I can't think of the perfect thing to say - I'm just so very sorry for your loss. The comments from visitors here clearly show how special Bridget will always be, and the photos show how close a family you are. I simply wish you peace.

Karen Aydelott: My heart is broken and it aches for Scott, Whitney and Conor. Their loss is profound and beyond words…
Bridget was my friend. We were introduced as fellow triathletes two years ago when Scott and Bridget moved to San Luis Obispo. Almost immediately we discovered we had much more in common that being dedicated athletes. I am honored to be friend to such an awesome woman and I will miss her dearly.

The Bridget I knew was a joy to know and spend time with – a woman with a beautiful soul; possessing of such grace; always warm and generous. I don’t think I know any one more focused, purposeful and principled; certainly in regard to training and racing, but also to life.

We could talk forever. Not only did we swim Masters together 3 times per week; occasionally ride together; most weeks we met for a latte (coffee for me and chai for Bridget) or occasionally for a beer (IPA, of course). The people at our favorite coffee shop knew us well. Bridget’s brought coffee to me when I was without a socket and recovering from surgeries. We talked often about our children (and my two grandsons) – how proud we are; the pure enjoyment they gave us. Whitney and Conor are much loved! We talked races, training, aspirations. We worried about the state of our country, the climate, the world.

Bridget’s generosity extended to sharing her wonderful Portland friends- at races; at her “Bridget’s SLO Training Camp” and when they visited San Luis Obispo. I am not the athlete I once was – I am thrilled just to finish and Bridget wins. I so enjoyed her delight in our successes; but most of all, her unabashed pleasure when she exceeded even her own expectations. It is remembering that joy that I will always hold close. This was a friendship I deeply treasured and I will always miss Bridget.

Li and Stern: Dear Scott, Whitney and Conor, There are no words to express this sadness. We can only extend our deepest sympathies to each of you. From those we have spoken to and the stories that you have shared, Bridget’s life was full of love and growth. We are indeed inspired. Please accept our heartfelt sorrow and condolences and know that we have your family in our thoughts.

Michael Nyberg: Wow, Scott, I just read this tragic news and your heartfelt tribute. What more can any of us add? Scott and Bridget got me into cycling when I was a student at PSU. I had the great fortune to ride with her and the amazing Liz Downing, both great duathletes at the time. Fast forward almost 20 years and I would run into the Dawson's at triathlons - she was still competing (and so was her daughter). I don't know why I was surprised to see her in Bend last month but seems so sureal now to learn it was the last time I will have shouted "go Bridget! Great race!!"
I will race this weekend with thoughts of her and try to exemplify her amazing attitude.

Joen Bayliss: Bridget and I grew up as neighbors. We became so close, you could say we were sisters, as she was the only girl in the family and I very much the baby of the family, with no close siblings. She was shy and quiet. I was more vocal. While we didn't have everything in common, we still remained friends 50+ yrs later. I remember all the bike rides, playing tennis in the street (we lived in a small community, with not much traffic) and swim team. The neighborhood kids would all get together in the evenings and play hide and seek. I remember being one of the slowest runners in the group. It never really dawned on me that Bridget was going to be a record breaking runner. It was always so easy for her. I remember her mention that she really didn't like swimming. I told her I loved it. She said she would rather run. I said I would rather swim. But she still swam on the team and we both rode our bikes together countless miles. Somewhere she embraced that swimming was going to have to happen to compete. No surprise. When she made up her mind to do something, she did it with passion. I remember her days at ISU and her team mates. I rode with Bridget to Tuscan after college. She was thrilled to be in the warm weather and working at the YMCA. I remember her sharing how she met Scott. She said she had her eye on him as they ran past each other in the park for some time. I was thrilled to stand up for her in her marriage to Scott, as she did for me in my marriage. Over the course of time, we spent many holidays together here back in Iowa. Over the years, I was always amazed at Bridget's unending drive and determination. She was a wonderful mother to her two beautiful children and adored her husband. She was loyal to our continued friendship. Our small community have come forward with love and support for our own local legend. We will be forming our own scholarship fund for an upcoming HS Senior in memory of Bridget. I have always felt blessed to have a friend like Bridget. She will always be alive in our hearts. May her family be comforted by the out pour of love for our dear Bridget.

Robin and Frank Parisi: Hello Scott. I just read your beautiful tribute to Bridget and regret all the more that I did not know her better. My husband Frank and I met Bridget in the MAC's 50-meter pool, where she and Frank often shared a lane, and she and I often exchanged pleasantries in the girls' locker room. Frank and I have since moved to Kona, and it would have been wonderful to witness another of our friends competing here. Thank you for establishing the scholarship fund, such a fitting tribute to Bridget, and please accept our heartfelt condolences for your loss. Should you, Whitney or Conor ever find yourself in Kona, I hope you will get in touch, let us give you a local's tour, and share with us some more memories of your wonderful wife and mother. With aloha.

Dawn Des Brisay: My favorite race was the 2012 Pine Hollow Tri. The MAC was there in full force. Bridget won the women's division (you can tell by her lovely hat), Whitney and Eric won the Pumice Man (was it a trophy or a chunk of wood...you decide) and several others won their AG. We were all so happy to be there together. It's a memory I will cherish.

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Rosemary Wild and Ken Griggs: Dear Scott, Whitney and Conor, There are no words adequate to express our sadness over your loss of Bridget. We didn’t know her, but did know of her through Scott. It is apparent from your beautiful tribute that you were a wonderfully tight-knit and loving family. Please know our thought and prayers are with you now and during the difficult times ahead.