Katelyn

For those of you who have read earlier post about Jess and mine's friend Katelyn, I am very sad to say that she has passed away a few weeks ago. Many people will say what an amazing person she was and how her art was inspired. And both of those are very true. What I wish to touch on here is how difficult it is to know how amazing something is until it is gone. I always knew that Katelyn was an exceptional individual. Just her art could tell you that. But beyond that she was caring person (though one who would not baby you). Katelyn could be curt and introverted, but she was always there when someone needed her.

On New Years Ever two years ago, our Italian Art History class was in Rome. Most people went out to celebrate the New Year. I was too tired to head out. Lindsey didn't feel like it either. Katelyn couldn't go out because of an allergic reaction she had had to something (one of her eyes had swollen shut). The three of us sat in my window that night watching the fireworks across the city. The Collesium was exploding with colors as was the Palatian Hill. Every hill top had its own display. For that matter, most building had their own amateur display. We sat there talking about who knows what. But I will always remember and cherish that night.