Sunday, May 21, 2006
Honoring Mary McGrath
Many people have come and gone in my life. A few stayed for the ride. But one jumped the roller coaster too soon.
Two years ago Mary was unexpectedly yanked from this ride by death. Mary was genuine and the real deal. She left behind a memory that is hard to shake. She left an impression. She was one of the few good.
I first met her in 1955. We took our First Communion together, graduated from grade school and high school together, partook in each other's weddings, watched each other's kids grow, and shared the grief of doomed partnerships.
I'm writing a new book with the working title "We Were The California Girls." It's about my patchwork life and the girlfriends who were always there when the world crashed around me. Mary is one of those California girls. When I pulled her photo from an old trunk today, I sobbed like I did the moment I had to order flowers for her funeral.
Honoring Mary Dermody McGrath is the least I can do for all the presumptive moments of friendship.