she was called Kathleen and I was about 7. She lived in Put Lake and we visited my grandmother up there nearly every weekend. When I was about 9, I was terrified of Kathleen. She down right scared me. My family would go down to the lake from my grandmother's and if she was there or came while I was there, I knew I was in for a tough time. She was rough back then. Thinking back on it now, she needed to be. It wasn't until we were older and after I hadn't seen her for awhile that I wasn't intimidated. I remember I said, "hi Kathleen" with outstretched arms and after our hug she said, "It's Katie now Jackie. I changed it awhile ago. How ya been?" 

I'm sorry that she is gone. She has been a part of my life and a part of our mutual friends' lives for a long time. It's sad. I will miss her.