Requiem for a Lightweight
This is my poor attempt at a memorial for a friend and teammate, Kathy Kelly. For those that haven’t heard, she died suddenly on August 18, 2014. The title refers only to her body mass.
I have a number of friends on line, no doubt about it. None of them was closer to my heart than Kathy Kelly.
Like a great many others, Kathy picked me out as a newcomer early. She went way out of her way to be friendly and helpful to me, and there is no question that she is one of the reasons I stuck around this part of TE Land long enough to ‘get it’. Me and thousands of others can tell that tale.
But there is more: Every time I did anything I would get a message or a PM from Kathy telling me how great it was (even though I knew it wasn’t). She always had an ear ready when I needed to talk.
Fast forward to CTP teams. Kathy Kelly was one of the first people to jump on the Lucky 13. I have no idea why, there were more than a few teams that would have seemed more logical to me. Not that I wasn’t excited that she was part of it, I most certainly was.
She was a stalwart of the Lucky 13 from day one. When we would discuss something that she didn’t approve of, or like, she would tell me. In a perfectly polite and friendly way that whatever it was stunk. She was the guiding conscience of our team, and a big part of the team we would become. She is Lucky 13.
Among other things Kathy Kelly was the 34th person to sign up for Click Track Profit. She had checked in over 700 days in a row until August 18, 2014. Yes the day she died.
She leaves behind a wealth of friends.
In early June, Kathy had asked me to come to Huntington Beach to go to the Ronald Reagan Library with her husband. They have a monthly baseball exhibit and speaker this summer, and knowing how I am about baseball (as is her husband) she thought it would be great. I postponed the chance because it was so close to the start of my vacation. I wish now that I had gone.
If heart and soul and mind matter, Kathy Kelly was truly a heavyweight. I just couldn’t bring myself to call her by that in the title here. Long as there is a Lucky 13, in fact, long as I am alive, she will not be forgotten. A Heavyweight by any definition save size.
I miss her horribly.
I’m just sayin’