“She burned too bright for the world.”
Spoken of another Cathy. Cathy of Wuthering Heights.
The words befitting our Cathy.
Cathy Hollner was my friend. She was everyone’s friend in Key West. A lovely charming person.
I first met Cathy at La Trattoria. Probably where we all met her. Kathy was a bartender and waitress. Always a smile. Always a cheerful greeting. I sometimes went to La Trattoria for no other reason than to enjoy Cathy’s company. We had similar backgrounds. Both from upstate New York. She, Albany. Me, Utica. We agreed we hated northern winters. We agreed Key West was the place to be.
Cathy got sick about three years ago. What, I am not certain. Whatever, it was worthy of several operations, The first in Miami. The surgeries and ailment took their toll. She went from a good figured woman to pathetically thin. Non recognizable. That bad.
During her illness, we spoke a few times on the phone. She telephoned me last about a month ago. Just to talk.
I saw her last about two weeks ago in Publix. I almost did not recognize her. She was even thinner. Drawn. We hugged and kissed. She told me she was getting better. She had gained 10 pounds. I could not see it.
Cathy died a couple of days ago. Sad. Very sad. I hurt.
There is a service scheduled tomorrow at one in the afternoon. At an appropriate place. La Trattoria. I will be there. As will most of Key West.
On a happier note, today is Father’s Day. Happy Father’s Day to all who so qualify. We deserve such a day!
Yesterday was a quiet one for me. I read and watched the PGA. A tough course! Sloan snuck in for an hour. I am still learning how to post photos. Published a few to WordPress and Facebook. Anna stopped by to iron some shirts and shorts for me for Europe. I leave Thursday.
For whatever reason, I thought I was leaving Wednesday. Good thing I checked my itinerary. I can see myself standing at the Delta counter at the airport saying there must be some mistake…..can you get me on anyhow?
Florence and Venice have been added to the trip. Both places will be a first for me.
It was bocce banquet time last night at Turtle Krall. I was not up to it. Too much partying recently. Needed a light meal and sleep. No drinking.
I had dinner at Roostica. A strange sounding name. It is Bobby Mongelli’s new Italian restaurant on Stock Island. Second time I have gone.
Outstanding! Roasted chicken and potatoes. Just like my mother used to make.
The place was packed. Tables turning over. Bobby’s got another winner. He also owns Hogfish.
Today a special time in Key West history. The 45th anniversary of the Chart Room. A celebration party is scheduled from 5-8. I will be there. I would not miss it.
Marty, I hope you come in for the party! I have not seen you in ages.
Enjoy your Sunday!