Sorry to hear that Widdykats has passed. She was always very nice to me. I remember when she first joined, helping her with the little kittykat avatar she used back then. She was so appreciative that someone would do that for her.
As a friend of Rosemarie--AKA "Widdykats"--for more than 60 years, I just happened to notice this discussion group on a link from her obituary and was touched by the tributes and sadness expressed at her death. I also thought you might like to see the attached photo of Rosemarie, even though it's quite old--dates from the early 70s.
Thanks Bill for making the time to come over here, she meant a great deal to a great many here and elsewhere.
Oddly, I have that exact same photo sat on my pc desktop along with another photo titled "billy & me" ,also an old 70's photo in b&w, you're not the same Bill(y) by any chance are you ?
If I'm wearing a zippered jacket, and Rosemarie's hand is raised to her face. then yes--I'm that Billy. You must have been a good (e)friend if she chose to share these photos with you. Interesting how the electronic age creates connections.
If I'm wearing a zippered jacket, and Rosemarie's hand is raised to her face. then yes--I'm that Billy. You must have been a good (e)friend if she chose to share these photos with you. Interesting how the electronic age creates connections.
Hi Bill, yup, that's the one, she sent me those several years ago, it's quite amazing to finally put some words to the other person in the photo, she spoke very warmly of you when she sent that photo, you were 'the bomb' apparently
The electronic age and in particular social media has indeed made the world a much smaller place, cliché I know, folk connect up in ways we'd never imagined as kids.
That photo you posted on your first post, that's a much clearer copy of the one she sent me, the one I have has had it's crinkles and scratches photoshopped out, think I prefer the authentic look of yours, it's a great snapshot of time, just wonderful.
I see snippets of conversations and interactions between myself and Ro on an almost daily basis thanks to the magic of Facebook memories, she was a prolific commentator on just about any aspect of my life, though my cat got most of the love and attention for some reason , seeing stuff on there makes me simultaneously sad and glad at the same time, I think if we can leave those kind of thoughts behind with folk after we go, then that's not a bad thing.
If I'm wearing a zippered jacket, and Rosemarie's hand is raised to her face. then yes--I'm that Billy. You must have been a good (e)friend if she chose to share these photos with you. Interesting how the electronic age creates connections.
You are the guy in the photo with your hair hanging down before your left eye.
It was also send to me years ago.
during those years i was unemployed and every day around 11.30 hour CET ( 05.30 NY time) she started to chat or email me.
first question of the day would always be how my cats were doing.
So i once named a cat Widdy
Yes, I am that guy. And am somewhere between bemused and astonished to learn suddenly that my photo has enjoyed such unexpected circulation. It is gratifying to hear from Mr. Jones that such kind words accompanied its distribution; I'm thankful to him for sharing that information.
Although Rosemarie's life went through many twists and turns over the years, one of the constants was her love for animals, especially cats, and she would often do without in order to ensure that they were properly cared for.
Bill, I posted that link on the obituary website and am very much heartened to learn that it found its way to Ro's real-life friends, leading you here.
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