Every memory I have of Kathy (and there are a lot) are all full of laughs and fun times. From eating all of her popsicles to dancing in the dining room at the Morris Street house and playing drums in Tinas Basement, sleeping at her house the night before Tinas Wedding to making flowers for mine, annoying her at the salon, and the way she always called me the little huzzie the list goes on and on. She was like a mom to me, and I will always remember her fondly. I’m so glad I got to see her when I was up in Jersey last year. I’ll be praying for you guys ❤️