"I look at my wife's face on the pillow beside me and struggle to register the fact that we have six grown sons and two grown daughters. Only our love for one another could have gotten me and my wife -- Katie's her name, she wants you to know - to this stage in our marriage. Many of the 33 years since our first son was born went by in a blur of diapers, colicky babies, Chronicle deadlines, financial struggles, and hassles with teenagers. We didn't seem to have much time to enjoy our children until they were grown. I respect the Church's teaching on artificial birth control--and Lord knows we followed it--but it's clear to me now that we had too many children too close together. Katie has told me that she simply has no memory of some of those early years of our marriage. I know just what she means. But somehow we muddled through."
Dan died in December, 1993, so Katie spent almost 20 years muddling through life without him at her side. She loved to read, loved animals, and loved her family. She was a good sport, admitting before Anne and Duane's wedding, that she knew nothing of crafting a swag to hang on the fireplace.
But she joined Mary Pat, Marilyn, and me in our creative endeavors, making a huge mess in our hotel room in Boulder. We all giggled so much that day trying to make beauty out of dried flowers, grapevine, eucalyptus branches. I think the experience mimics Katie's life - she made do with what she had. The kids began to worry about her safety in the old home on Perth St, but she firmly planted herself there and just a week before she died, climbed those stairs to her bedroom!
I like to remember Katie with her no nonsense approach to life! Anne is her youngest child and she didn't fuss at all about this wedding. Look at her great smile! Most of the pictures I've seen of Katie show that lovely smile! She enjoyed the wisdom of a Mom who successfully raised eight children! When I opened Dan McCarthy's little book, "Letters from the Editor," ironically, a poem called "The Ideal Woman" marked one of the essays. Words from this poem fit Katie perfectly, "There would be no deception or insincerity in her. In every relation of life she would be found faithful."
"I have competed well;
I have finished the race;
I have kept the faith.
From now on the crown of righteousness awaits me, which the Lord, the just judge, will award to me on that day."
Rest in Peace, faithful friend!