Kathleen Lou Hatch Merman

January 10, 1942 - November 22, 2015

Kathy was one of a kind. It's difficult to write about one's mother after she's gone. This photo, of her in the blue sweater on the lawn, is the way I always think of her. That's how she looked when I was small, and I really always see her that way.

Below is a work by E. E. Cummings and it reminds me of her essence.

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)

i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your keart (i carry it in my heart)

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