Someone stopped me recently on the cart path, confirmed that I was who she thought I was, and told me she enjoyed my work.
Then, hesitantly, she asked me about the monument in the city green area off Willowbend Road. She had noticed that the name on it was also Satterthwaite.
When I told her it was a memorial to our daughter Alice, she apologized for having brought up what she supposed was a painful subject.
It is not, of course, and I told her so. I’m always grateful for an opportunity to share memories of the sweet child who blessed our lives for 17 short years, so long ago. Read More»