I'm sorry, Kathryn, I got your name wrong in my previous comment

I met and became friends with Kay's parents, Buford and Virginia Goss, at their old homestead in Beekman, Louisiana. Mr. Goss, being an old Eagle Scout, he and I had a kindred spirit. Mrs. Goss was a wild card, a regular walking local history book. Kay must have gotten her gift of gab from her mother. Neither was ever at a loss for words. There were many, many visits to them at the old place. I was always welcomed, made to feel like family, and always served a cup of Mrs. Goss' secret recipe coffee, a blend of several brands. It was extra good because it was made the old fashioned drip way, and because SHE made it. Mr. Goss would tell me stories of his years in WWII in the Sea Beas. Sitting in front of the fireplace on a cold winter evening talking to them, and listening to them talk, are special memories. I had nothing but respect for them both. They were both RARE JEWELS, and are greatly missed. I eventually met their daughter, Virginia Kay, came to love and appreciate her as I did the two old timers. Just recently found out that Kay passed away last October. I regret not knowing about her funeral, so I could have attended. She, too, was a real JEWEL. I am proud and honored to have known these three wonderful people. These were truely good people, and God's people.

I'm sad to hear of cousin Kay's passing. We had many wonderful memories of her. No wonder we never got a Christmas card from you ?. RIP Kay????

All those in the memorial tombs will come out{John5:28,29}. We look forward that time.

Please accept our deepest condolences for your family's loss.