I arrive at this news rather late, but the shock and sense of deep loss are not diminished. Joe, I am so deeply sorry at your loss, and for Joan as well.
It has been some time since I had been in contact with Kate; she was such a busy, active and driven soul that she seemed to pop in and out of my life only every few years. Even so, she was always--and will forever remain--a good, true friend.
As we had been out of touch for a few years, I did not know she was married to you, but I am so, so happy that you found each other and hope I will meet you one day soon. Though you may not have had a lifetime together, I am certain the time you had was wondrous, and will stay with you for a lifetime. I know my time with Katy will always be treasured deeply, but honestly I find it hard to imagine she won't "pop in" just one more time...
Though Katy and I had not seen each other since 2000, she was one of my life-long friends. We could've gone 10 years without seeing one another and when we finally did, it would be if not a day had passed.
Kate and I became instant friends upon meeting at U of Miami; back then I was known by my first name, David ("DAAAVE!!", I can still hear her say). I think I had inexplicably been elected (or "volunteered") as Treasurer to Music Student Council, of which she was a member and VP, I believe. We also had an unforgettable year in UM Singers together, had classes together, and, though she had seemingly hundreds of friends, we remained nearly inseperable until she left FL quite suddenly (and to my deep sadness) one Christmas Break to take a job back home.
After college we only saw each other sporadically, but each occasion was an adventure (or sometimes, misadventure) of hilarity and great memories. It seems when I was with Kate I would end up in some of the wildest, most lampoonable, hilarious situations. Whether it was spending the night in her car in deepest Harlem (don't ask), or dancing the night away at Palladium, what a zany, wonderful time she and I always had!
Katy was truly one of the funniest people I have ever known, and I have known a lot of funny people.
She and I seemed locked into the same script, and if one started a silly thought, the other would finish it.
Kate was always up for just about anything, and one of my favorite memories was of one of our (countless) trips to Dadeland Mall. We passed by a shoe store and, at the time ( this WAS the 80s, Joe) they were selling sequined pumps. One pair was red in color and looked just like the Ruby Slippers in Wizard of Oz. So I dared her to go in the store and ask to try a pair on, then go to the mirror and, so that the salesman could see and hear, click her heels 3 times and say, "there's no place like home".
Well naturally Kate was up for it, and by God, in she goes, as nonchalant as could be, deadpan poker face fully in place, and politely, ever-so-daintily points & asks to see the "lovely red" shoes in the window. And as I watched from outside, she casually strolled back and forth in front of the mirror a few times, and, with a voice as if she had something caught in her throat, swept back her hair and coughed, "there's no place like home", while subtlely clicking those heels together, as dared.
And this was what I so loved about her---that spontanaeity, that gift of laughter, the sarcastic wit, the brilliance of her mind. But just as important to me was her serious side, and the trust she placed in me over matters that had her concern.
I'll never forget that phone call in spring of 1999, when she first learned of the cancer. We cried together, and cried some more, and then eventually found something to joke about (as always), and just laughed and laughed.
I wish I'd have had some of those years in between with her, but I am glad to know it didn't defeat her then and that she had some terrific years and that she found you, Joe.
I am so pleased to read about all she did with her life, especially in these last years we were out of touch.
It doesn't surprise me at all to see so many names I don't recognize, as Kate made friends easily and had a heart as big as the ocean. I am sad, so sad, that I didn't at least get to see her once more, but so glad to see she spent these years doing what she loved and was so damn good at.
I will listen to my band's old CD's and hear her voice doing backups and perhaps shed a tear but then smile; I will get out my old answering machine tapes just to hear her say, "great message, Dave, real original...NOT!" again, I will dig out my pictures of our kooky trip to the Far East and laugh.
I will always love you Kate...my good friend; I am eternally grateful for having known you and shared my youth, my life and laughs with you; I am honored you shared your life and laughs with me.
I hope, somehow, somewhere on that great cosmic plane, we will meet and laugh again, I will see those sparkly eyes and never-ending smile again, for to imagine otherwise is unbearable.
God Bless You, Kathleen, I will miss you and cherish you always.