by Karin Bugge
A neighbor on Athens Street died after a very long and brave (and to most of us, unknown) battle with cancer. Lori would disappear for a week or more at a time, and tell me she had been to a college reunion out east. Gosh, I thought, that school sure has a lot of reunions. The truth, which I found out later, she was in the hospital undergoing extensive surgeries.
Aside for her courage, among Lori’s many virtues was growing beautiful roses simply to give her neighbors pleasure (she herself was allergic), and adopting rescue cats. She never had more than two or three, and at the time of her death, she had two. They need a home. Lori was an excellent neighbor and loved by all who knew her, and I’d like to think her cats have a happy ending.
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