Like so many of the fine, fun, wonderful voices on Mudcat, Kat was someone whose posts I read, nodded, smiled at... but I never reached out and made that personal connection. Her passing, and what I've obviously missed by not expressing my enjoyment of her presence here hits me hard.

It makes me realize how I need to fight against the lethargy I live in and not miss the chance to get to know others who I admire from afar. (That would indeed be easier if my @#$%^&!@ brand new upgrade of Windwos Internet Explorer hadn't hung up the first (seriously) 8 times I tried to access this thread.)

I wasn't a friend, I didn't know her, we never spoke, but I hope her family knows that there are likely hundreds of people like me whose lives peripherially touched Kat's, and were lifted by it in small ways that DO COUNT, if any keeps score of Good in the Universe.

Joanne in the folk wasteland called Cleveland