
Nancy Soth, age 91, died peacefully in her sleep in the early morning on October 8 at a memory care residence in Madison, Wisconsin.
Nancy was a part of the Carleton College community professionally as administrator of the China Program from 1993 – 2000, adding coordinator of Japanese business residency to her portfolio in 1999. As a volunteer, Nancy contributed 117 oral history interviews with faculty, staff and alumni from 1992 to 2017 for the Carleton Archives. And socially, she was a fixture of both the Carleton and Northfield communities as a friend, confidante and celebrated party-giver for a half century.
Nancy Leanne Britton was born on July 31, 1934 in Kansas City into a close, extended family that, given their Scottish ancestry, could be accurately described as a clan. Nancy and her cousins grew up together in neighboring houses along College Avenue–an appropriately named street for an intellectual who loved academics and the life of the mind.
A child of divorce, Nancy and her beloved baby brother Jack were raised by their father William “Bill” Britton. A World War One combat veteran, Bill worked as a General Motors mechanic. He left a legacy for his daughter of strong union support along with some stock certificates that she kept for sentimental reasons, even after GM’s 2009 bankruptcy made them worth less than the embossed paper they were printed on.
Nancy would be known among family members as “The Jolly Good Girl”. Fitting her warm and friendly demeanor, the phrase originated from the title bestowed upon her as the runner-up for most popular at Kansas City’s Central High. With characteristic modesty, Nancy would claim the honor only came to her on the coattails of the popularity winner, her cousin and best friend, Nancy Ruth.
After graduating from Central in 1952, Nancy received her bachelor’s degree, double majoring in English and psychology, from Western College for Women (now part of Miami University) in Ohio in 1956. From there, she left immediately for New York City. Working in the burgeoning field of advertising was the dream for many recent college graduates arriving in the Big Apple and, much later in life, Nancy loved the television series Mad Men for its vivid evocation of the era.
However, it became clear that Nancy was not headed for a business career after she was fired from a filing job. He natural curiosity caused her to spend more time reading the files than filing them.
Her life would quickly head in a new direction after being approached by recent Yale graduate, Lauren Soth, at a party of mutual friends. Nancy was looking over the apartment’s bookcases and Lauren, known as Mickey to his friends, told her it wasn’t a library and invited her to dance. Years later, to the surprise of many, they would occasionally break out their swing dancing chops.
For those who knew Lauren in his later years as an intimidating professor of Art History at Carleton College, the playful, witty “Mickey” side of his personality may have been obscured. But for Nancy, it was front and center — so much so that when the Internet came to their home she dubbed the wifi network “Mick” and the password “lotsafun”.
The two were wed back in Kansas City on September 19, 1957, shortly before Lauren began his military service with the U.S. Army. As young newlyweds, the pair started life together in Heidelberg, West Germany, using Lauren’s overseas assignment as a home base for exploring much of Western Europe in a Volkswagen Beetle. It was the beginning of a life together that would take them all over the globe.
Back in New York after Lauren’s discharge, the two made a home on St. Mark’s Place in the heart of the East Village. Their close connection to the city lasted a lifetime with annual pilgrimages back and lifelong subscriptions to The New York Times, The New Yorker and New York magazine.
While Lauren taught at the Parsons School of Design and worked on his PhD at New York University’s Institute of Fine Arts, Nancy pursued an MA in English, also at NYU. Son Christopher Britton Soth was born on March 5, 1962.
In 1964, the family moved to Northfield, Minnesota, as Lauren joined the Department of Art and Art History at Carleton College. Second son, Andrew Lauren Soth, completed the family on June 21, 1965.
For more than fifty years, they would make a large Victorian house a block from campus their home and setting for countless parties and informal gatherings. Nancy would become legendary in the community as a gourmet cook and hostess. Clipped recipes filled shelves of binders and countless kitchen gadgets cluttered the counter and pantry. A pasta maker once became the platform to hold a second, better pasta maker.
But Nancy never defined herself as a homemaker and was not afraid to speak truth to power. In a letter published in the Northfield News in the early 1970s she took the paper to task for its practice of identifying married women only by their husband’s name. The editors had the audacity to print the letter under the signature, Mrs. Lauren Soth. We’ll let the reader decide who ultimately won that argument.
In 1970, Nancy completed a Masters in Library Science from the University of Minnesota. She would find work in nearby Faribault at the Constance Bultman Wilson Center, a mental health residence facility for young people. Nancy’s librarianship would serve both the young adult readers and the research demands of the staff. Eventually, she would also serve as director of research and family services coordinator for the Wilson Center.
Nancy’s first book was based on this research role. Informed Treatment: Milieu Management in Psychiatric Hospitals and Residential Treatment Centers was a narrative bibliographical collection of best practices published in 1997. Her next book would be very different and years in the making.
Nancy had long dedicated herself to the advancement of fun and frivolity in life. She even launched a few business ventures based on clown-delivery of celebratory balloons and appearances as Miss Piggy. Son Chris was often recruited into this effort, and even Lauren once quite unexpectedly donned clown gear to help out in a pinch.
But the ultimate expression of her world view based on wonder and whimsy took shape with the publication of her second book and magnum opus, Fantasy Northfield. In what one reviewer (her son Andy) dubbed Midwestern Magical Realism and a roman à clef with real names, she told tales both true and invented of the town’s denizens based on her practice of imagining the town as the setting of a delightful musical comedy.
Fantasy Northfield (2001) gently ribbed the small town with the somewhat self-satisfied description as a “special place” of Cows, Colleges and Contentment. But it also served as a historical document of a time and place seen through the gimlet, but loving, eye of a longtime observer. It was followed by the slightly more serious but equally deft A Field Guide to Northfield (2014).
Fantasy Northfield’s last lines were an observation on the small town’s changing demographics that Nancy adapted as the title of her last published work: Nosotros Somos Tambien Northfield: Latinos, A Teacher, A Priest and A Big Small Town (2018). Nancy welcomed and celebrated the ways her home was changing.
Big changes also came for Nancy and Lauren when they finally acknowledged they would have to leave the big house at 210 Union Street in early 2020. In June of that year, the home was sold to the College. A large weekend-long half sale, half celebration was held following COVID protocols the next month. Granddaughter Lucy baked several of Nana’s legendary chocolate chess pies – one of than more than a dozen Thanksgiving dishes she made annually – to sell by the slice to the many attendees who, in true Soth spirit, came seeking bargains.
The sale and subsequent donations to Nancy’s beloved Community Action Center ensured that hundreds of kitchen items and expertly-curated thrift-fashion clothes and accessories were widely dispersed to spread joy throughout the town.
As Lauren’s Parkison’s worsened and the limitations of care during COVID made finding a way for the pair to live together in Northfield impossible, they moved to assisted living in Madison, Wisconsin, where Andy and wife Ruth have lived since 1991. Chris also moved to town from Minnesota, taking an apartment in a building next door to Nancy and Lauren’s.
Nancy cared lovingly and attentively for her husband until his death in May of 2022. As her dementia worsened, she moved into memory care. One will often see the expression “suffering from” in relation to dementia, but Nancy rarely seemed to. Her open spirit, friendly manner, enthusiastic welcomes, curiosity about people, and daily time spent with the New York Times never diminished. The Jolly Good Girl to the end, she will be sorely missed and fondly remembered.
Nancy is survived by sons Chris Soth and Andy Soth, Andy’s wife Ruth Flanagan, her beloved granddaughters Amelia Soth, Madison Soth and Lucy Soth, and by her dear nephews and their families, who along with their late parents Jack and Eileen Britton spent three generations of Thanksgivings together in Northfield: Jeff and Becky Britton and their daughters Michelle Britton and Rachel White, Greg and Liz Britton and their children Robert, Michael, and Anna, and David and Lyn Britton and daughter Kelsey.
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So sad to hear of Nancy's passing. One of the most sparkling and delightful people you could ever meet - so lucky to
have had her touch my life on many happy occasions! Thinking of her will always bring a very big smile! Deepest sympathy to her loved ones, friends, and colleagues. She will be very much missed.
I met Nancy thru working at the Wilson Center, and yes she was a sparkly star. She was so fun , eccentric, dramatic and very much admired. I last visited her when she and Lauren were living in the Assisted Living apartment down by the river. She had the best sense of humor, and she was Always ready for some gossip or news from who ever she was talking with. She was a treasure and a lovely delight to know and Love. I will always think of you fondly, I hope wherever you are now is as fun as your life here was. You Rock.
Loved Nancy so much, when I started working at the Wilson center as a receptionist/phone operator in 1974, the cook institute library was next door….she insisted on taking me to the Christmas party she was awesome…even after I left the center in 1992 we kept in touch and she published a book for staff and patients about our memories…missed her so much….still have all the texts….love to her sons and all the family.
I'm not sure when we first met, but I first got to know Nancy and enjoy her upbeat, slightly whacky take on things through her work at Carleton in Off Campus Studies. Then, around 2015, she invited me to tea at 210 Union Street; the house turned out to be a more or less exact replica of my Victorian at 202 Elm Street - same wood, same trim, same layout, etc. Once we'd finished exploring the house from top to bottom, she got down to business, asking if I'd be willing to work with her on the book that became Nosotros Somos Tambien Northfield: Latinos, A Teacher, A Priest and A Big Small Town. Nancy had already done a lot of thinking about the project, and had collected a folder full of news clippings, but she told me she could use some help - that her memory was going, and she could no longer reliably find words she was searching for or keep track of what she ought to do next - all of this reported quite cheerfully and matter-of-factly. I agreed and as a result got to meet and interview the two amazing people her book focuses on - Jennifer Lompart and Father Denny. Nancy was deeply committed to this project, to celebrate the growing Latino community in Northfield and to shine a light on some of the amazing work community members were doing to welcome and support the community. I'm privileged to have had a chance to support her as she worked on this. Nancy enlivened all she touched. Even those of us who didn't know her deeply miss her; my sincere condolences to the family for your loss.
Driving past the "Soth" house I remember Nancy and all she offered to the community in so many ways.
Nancy had the magic touch! Knowing her made one's life a lot better -- we shared obituaries from far and near. The one with the painted portrait and few words was hard to beat, although another that lasted for almost half a page was a close runner up. Nancy's wit and humor has been missed, and now, Nancy is part of another time and maybe place. Knowing her was a great gift.
What a wonderful “history” of Nancy. I ate it up. Shed a tear, too. Thank you for sharing it!
Thank you so much for this excellent send-off for Nancy. She was a truly remarkable person and I only regret I didn't spend more time with her in her later years. I don't think I've ever met a more all-round talented person and I know others in Northfield who have said the same. She was organizer, advocate, writer, art critic and appreciator, cook extraordinaire and a most generous friend. And she was always so modest! I treasure her books about Northfield especially. For a long time she seemed to be a part of the "soul" of the place. I will always miss her and Northfield will also!
One of my favorite memories of Nancy was an art department welcome party at the Soths' house--it was probably my freshman year, 1981. I had never seen or tasted "pasta salad" or chocolate mousse before. Nancy kindly explained that macaroni was a type of pasta and my mind was blown.
My grandma, Gloria Warnholtz was the happy recipient of one of Nancy's Miss Piggy birthday balloon deliveries.
Thank you for the lovely tribute, and for sharing your lovely joyful mother with us all.
Nancy Soth embraced me as a fellow Missourian in 1968, just after my arrival in Northfield with husband and son and joining her as another faculty spouse at Carleton.
Nancy opened up for me possibilities with my particular interests, and with an incredible ability to imagine and act upon and model a loving aspect with her sons and at the same time pursuing her own intellectual interests; I give her immense credit for introducing me to the academic/training world of psychotherapy, in which she became recognized with knowledgable analytical research writing.
I always sensed that I wasn’t one who entertained her in party settings, but when I needed her ear - a quiet listening and her thoughts, Nancy was profound! Judith Mason
How many students were made to feel a special belonging to the art and art history department thanks to Nancy' hosting? That is not to give Lauren short shrift, because they did this together. But Nancy's warmth and, of course, her great food, made it all work. And just as the students say that this felt important to them, I want to add that it was probably even more significant for those of us who hoped to find a long term home in the department. The many occasions in their home were a big part of that belonging. When you are nervous about hoping to fit in, a little of the graceful goofiness and humor that she provided went a long way to making you feel a sense of comfort.