Although I was unable to attend Kathy‘s memorial on Friday, I went to the local Catholic Church in White Salmon (Saint Joseph’s), to light her candle and fondly remember moments I shared with her. The last time I saw Cathy was at my brother Jerry’s memorial service in Seattle at a Sacred Heart church. Just before we began the prayer of St. Francis, Cathy leaned toward my husband sitting next to her and said, “oh I love this prayer, it’s one of my favorites.” So I said this prayer with her in mind. Like my brother, she emulated this prayer.
I was living in a remote Inuit village when Cathy married my father. When I met her, she was so kind and gracious. I was very glad my dad found a lovely lady like her to enjoy the remaining years of his life. She is one of those wonderful women who give “stepmother” a good name. I am very grateful and honored to have been a small part of her life. May she Rest In Peace and Joy with those who have gone before us❤️