My sincerest condolences. from a former Stony Brook friend and colleagues. I sent this out to the office this morning:
I learned this morning that Kathi passed away on Saturday from uterine cancer. I felt compelled to relay some fond personal memories to those who knew her, but more importantly to those of you who did not, because you really missed out on a very special person.
Kathi started working in our office, then called the Office of Research Administration, on May 9, 1988. I started working here one week later, on May 16, 1988. Needless to say, in the 16 years we worked together before her retirement, she never let me live down her seniority over me. Kathi was one of those people who was always smiling. I mean, Always. I don't know how she did it. She met my oldest daughter Katie, now nearly 24, when she was just 2 years old and instantly fell in love with her. Nearly every day in all the years we worked together, she would say to me 'Tell me a Katie story'. Sometimes I would have a great one, some times a not so great one ('she burped today') and sometimes I just didn't have the time to talk, and I'd say, KATHI! I JUST TOLD YOU ONE YESTERDAY!. Now I wish I took a minute to think up just one more Katie story for her.
It's strange how things work. Just this past Friday, I was cleaning out one of my desk drawers and found a letter from Kathi. I thought, 'I really have to write to her', and put it aside for the time being. Just this past Friday, I looked up at this atrocious elephant statue sitting on one of my office shelves (please feel free to visit to confirm the atrociousness of this thing) that she and I jokingly exchanged over the years. She was so proud when she gave it to me as one of her retirement gifts, knowing I'd never take the time to ship it back to her. The other gift she gave me upon her retirement was her famous 'Countdown to Retirement' Clock. Just this past month, I showed it to some visitors to ORC and told my Kathi story about it: She had it for years and years, reminding us of her retirement countdown. She would get some coffee and exclaim, '400 days left!!'....she'd walk in from the garage and say to anyone who would listen, '50 days left!!'...finally, it went down to zero days left. Well, the next day, who should come into work but Kathi. We all looked at her as if she was from Mars. She replied, with that great smile of hers 'I said this clock would tell me when I COULD retire. It didn't tell me when I WOULD retire!' and with that, she casually strolled into her office leaving us all with mouths hanging open.
Some of you will say that all these recent 'Kathi thoughts' were purely coincidental. Although I was a scientist for the first 100 years of my life, I have found a strong sense of spirituality in recent years, often found in the miracles of life that we take for granted, yet can't explain scientifically. I do strongly believe that my thoughts of Kathi came at exactly the time they were supposed to come, and that brings me more comfort than you can know, in the aftermath of hearing of our friend and colleague's passing.
Fondly,
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