
Friends, I just wanted to share this. This is a picture of my Aunt Katie (my grandfather's sister), holding Genevieve when she was 2 months old. Katie passed away tonight, and I just wanted to mark her passing somehow.
Katie had her sense of humor intact to the very end. She used to joke that if I had any trouble teaching Trigonometry, just to call her and she'd be glad to help. Now, I never knew if Katie knew what Trigonometry was, but we always had a good laugh about it. I think she just liked the sound of it, but I always knew that Katie took the time to care about what I was doing.
Katie was a symbol of strength and hope to me. She faced what many of my generation can only imagine, losing her husband on the beaches of Normandy 6 weeks before the birth of their only child, Karen. She was a reminder of the cost of freedom.
She lived into her 80's with dignity, enjoying her friends and her life. She was a lot of fun. I was lucky to know her.