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Cathy Knows…

December 14, 2011

Cathy greets me with sideways smiles, knowing glances and a gravelly but kind voice every time I go into the newspaper office. Her no-nonsense manner and wise eyes staring up at me through the bangs in her dark gray, shoulder-length page-boy touch something real in me that I feel like we share..

“How is your grandma doing?” Cathy asked from behind the desk as I was signing in.

“Well, actually, she died the day before Thanksgiving,” I said.

“So she’s all better then,” Cathy said. And then that smile started to spread across her face.

“That’s right,” I said, starting to smile (and tear up) myself. “She’s all better know.”

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  1. December 23, 2011 6:59 pm

    What a great response. Sorry to hear about your loss, Crystal. I miss your writing too – just fyi 🙂


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