Elizabeth Carolyn 'Liz' MILLER "Dreamweaver"

I feel privileged to have shared the Earth with Liz. I didn't even know how much I loved stories and being told stories until I heard Liz tell stories - an amazing talent who brought joy to so many. Fly free, Liz, and tell the stories of the stars.

I have wonderful memories of Miss Miller when I visited the library as a child, a wonderful lady RIP

Miss Miller, you were the reason why I became a librarian and I was so happy that I was able to work with you at the Invercargill Public Library in the 1980s and 1990s. You were an inspiration to me my entire life and I will miss your phone calls, emails and birthday cards. Rest easy love from Amanda Milne (nee Murch) xx

Liz - you have been in my life for so many years. You were my favourite teacher in Primer 4 at North School, my favourite librarian for so many years and we have had so many interesting conversations since then. I have never forgotten the elephant ride you had down Tay Street many years ago - that is indelibly etched in my memory.!
You have been a shining light in our city and have been loved and appreciated by many. Thank you for all you did for so many of us.

Dearest Liz, working with you in the early 70’s was an absolute privilege. Even walking up that long staircase to the Young People’s Library was a joy as your total freestyle happiness radiated amongst the staff and all the families we shared the splendor if Children Literature. You left an imprint on my life and heart and I remain forever grateful to you. Respectfully, Barbara (Atley) ARIZONA, USA.

Liz you were an inspiration to work with and for. You taught me so much. Rest in Peace.

Im so sad to see you have passed. You gave us all a dream and told the best stories ❤️
Now you can tell all the kids in heaven
Rest in peace lots of love from all of us ❤️❤️

Liz...you have been a unique and special person in our lives ever since we met you in Invercargill in 1977. Soon after arriving we heard you on the radio there. and then we got to know you through our shared values and association at St Peters. You gave so much joy to our children through the Library and in our home during that 5 years. In your visits to Auckland this continued and our grandchildren just loved your story telling and conversation. Many more people, young and old, have found joy and meaning through your talents, your caring and giving of yourself.
What a wonderful life
Thank you for being part of ours too.

Such a shock to here of your passing. Was an absolute privilege to care for you over the past few months. Will miss our chats and solving the worlds problems in an hour. You are at peace now 💖

rest in peace miss miller
you were the library not just a storyteller but shared the love of books to all children
my favourite times were rushing to get a cushion to sit on and sit in awe and amazement of the story you had selected
you will be missed
safe travels
ill look for you in the night stars

So sad to read the news of Liz's passing. I worked with her at the children's library there, in 1963 - a great year for me, as a bit of a bookworm. My first daily job was straightening up all the bookshelves - to this day I still have to have them straight at the front of the bookshelf. She was a special lady and i learned so much.

My memories of Elizabeth. (Who we called Boo) will always be vivid, as will my memories of the whole Miller family.
We called Fred and Ngaire Uncle and Aunt, Judy was my best friend, and Mary my sisters bestie.
You brought untold joy to lots of people Liz, Rest in Peace

You had us in awe with your stories back in the 60s ...long dresses , bells around your ankles ,, dogs on your lap or in a basket , always a book in your hand ...a childhood memory etched in my mind ...then seeing the same enjoyment of my son Jordan listening as you wove your magic .
A true storyteller ., you shaped , steered so many of us here in Southland towards a love of books .and imagination .
Thank you .

Liz Miller touched our hearts with her spiritually moving stories. We really appreciated her warm hospitality, which included her generous provision of sumptuous food when we attended Quaker Meeting for Worship in her home. Her little dogs were a warm part of our community.

We share in Liz’s funeral service with gratitude for her, her big heart, strong leadership and many gifts. She was a blessing to us in family life and Church while we were in Invercargill in the 70’s. A life beautifully lived.

“Dream Maker” … dream on.

Dear Miss Miller,
You were a glittering, golden, glorious breath of fresh air in the dull city of my youth. The magic you wove upstairs in the children’s library drew us in, child and adult alike. Your creations, your costumes, your little dogs, your spell-binding stories. You re-invented what a children’s librarian could be; you did it with style, and what’s more, you did it in Invercargill. You were ahead of your time. You were a true artist and I adored you.
After I had my own children, I discovered another side of you. You were not so fey as folk might think. You had a heart of gold, and a spine of steel. You stood up against blind, doltish bureaucracy and you fought for art, and originality. You fought for the children’s library to be a children’s library. We all admired you for your courage, your class and your individuality. You brought warmth, joy and colour to a cold, grey place. You inspired me, and countless others, simply by being your own exceptional, graceful, fiercely intelligent self. They broke the mould when they made you Liz. To one of the most spiritual people I ever met – peace be with you.

Dear Liz, You were a good friend and inspiration for my late husband, Derek Gordon, Bringwonder the Storyteller., and many other storytellers..
May you Rest In Peace.
Pamela Gordon

You were with me on my journey when it mattered, and it was special to join your beautiful farewell. Thank you, Liz. And thank you, Lesley, for keeping faith with Liz and capturing her spirit so brilliantly.

Dearest Liz,
I'm only touching the surface but there follows something of what our friendship of over 50 years means to me: Thank you for ....
Your generosity (gifts given in secret as well as those small tokens on my fridge and in my living room) ... tangible and the intangible go on ...
Your kindness,
Your ever ready listening ear,
Your beauty (I remember the artistic make-up of the 1960's; I remember the very first wig!)
Your quiet training (that lifted me to your 2ic; you trusted me with the Young People's Library)
and
talking of trust - you left darling Brittany in my care and on more than one occasion you trusted me to care for both Fred and Ngaire individually and together.

You included me in your Methodist Ministry and in your Quaker Circle. You supported me in my Ministry.
You introduced me to the bush, it's birds and it's beauty which I learnt to love and appreciate under your and your mates companionship.
You visited me in hospitals; you encouraged me.
You encouraged me to tell stories; I will never forget your dramatisation of the fire story delivered in a packed Museum and yet you still came and told stories to my small adult groups.

You are so special, so very special and yet called me friend.
In those last days you made it possible for me to say goodbye. You did that. In your life I held you in my heart. In death I hold you in my heart still.

I love you - Today, Tomorrow and for as long as I shall live.
Thank you, dearest Liz, thank you.

Heather Kelly