Over 30 years ago while rug hooking at Barb Miller’s home, I met my friend Kathy Streza. I always liked sitting by her due to her quick wit and laugh. Her knowledge and take on current affairs, family and all subjects in general were never wishy-washy. She could zing to the heart of a matter quickly and with her characteristic humor. Plus, she was a good hooker. Her pieces were lovingly done for her home and her family. Just walking into her living room with all the sweet pieces she did send the message that she loved her home and family without measure. I remember her working diligently on the golfer for I believe was for Brad. Great piece!

Through the years we shared so much about our families. we were there for each other about our children, their life choices. Kathy was there to listen about my careers in Cleveland, then Rochester, NY. My divorce. Retirement and move to Florida. As time went on it was obvious that this friendship was more. It stood the test of time, distance, heartache, cancer and lots of life challenges. Kathy was my ride or die friend. I was proud to be hers. Often, she would ask me what we should do about all our hooking wool and stuff when we die. I told her that I was going to leave all mine to her. We would laugh and just go on. Our concerns were that the next generations would take up rug hooking, quilting and knitting and these not be lost arts.

Some of you that know me are aware that I’ve taken Kathy’s too sudden passing hard as we all have. She was a fine woman, worked hard for what she believed, loved her husband, children and grands. I would venture to say that the little kiddos in Bay Village that had her in the cafeteria and as a crossing guard were better for her influence. I never had the opportunity to meet her grandchildren but know that she loved you and your Mother Amy with a strong heart. You are her treasures. In one of our last conversations before she passed, she shared that one of her sweetest memories was when she picked your up from Notre Dame school and walked through the park there. She thought it would be nice if the family and friends got together to do that one day in her honor. I hope we get to do that.

While I’m sad for me, Kathy’s family and friends…. I’m joyful that Kathy is out of pain now close to those dear to her that passed before her and if I’m lucky and devout enough I’ll see her in Heaven. What a meeting that will be!

Hugs to you all!