Remembering
Kaddy...|
Kaddy was a storyteller...but everybody who met her has a Kaddy story....
If you have a story or a memory, please share it...
We were at Kitty Hawk for a program in 1998 and I was in a wheel chair with a broken leg. Kaddy was there and some other WASPs....turned out she had a full 36 hours until her plane home so I invited her to stay at my daughter's house and we would take her to the plane in Norfolk. She arrived at supper time and we had a fine visit. She had never met my family but she was soon just "folks" (she always asked about them when we met). The next day my daughter took us on a tour of Norfolk & Portsmouth until it was time to go to the plane. She told me a great deal about her early life and we all had a wonderful time. The only thing I "hate" her for is that since I was chair-bound, she taught me to play "Free-cell" on the computer and I have been addicted ever since. Out of 32000 games, I have played 20200.....how to waste time constructively! I will really miss her and consider her one of the Ultimate WASPs! Jean T. McCreery, ed. WASP News
We were at Kitty Hawk for a program in 1998 and I was in a wheel chair with a broken leg. Kaddy was there and some other WASPs....turned out she had a full 36 hours until her plane home so I invited her to stay at my daughter's house and we would take her to the plane in Norfolk. She arrived at supper time and we had a fine visit. She had never met my family but she was soon just "folks" (she always asked about them when we met). The next day my daughter took us on a tour of Norfolk & Portsmouth until it was time to go to the plane. She told me a great deal about her early life and we all had a wonderful time. The only thing I "hate" her for is that since I was chair-bound, she taught me to play "Free-cell" on the computer and I have been addicted ever since. Out of 32000 games, I have played 20200.....how to waste time constructively! I will really miss her and consider her one of the Ultimate WASPs! Jean T. McCreery, ed. WASP News
I'll never forget the Tucson convention, because that's when I discovered that Kaddy Landry Steele was not the tough, grumpy person I had always thought she was. I had always been afraid of Kaddy, and had never talked to her, but my opinion of her forever changed one day at Tucson. That day, I saw my two daughters talking to her for a long time, but I didn't go near. Afterwards, I questioned them about her demeanor. When I told them how I was afraid of her, they both were so shocked and said, 'Mother, you have no reason to feel that way. She's NICE, she's kind' (and a lot of other complimentary adjectives). Later that day, I sought her out, and I told her how I had always felt about her and how my daughters felt, and I apologized. She had a good laugh--no, a GREAT laugh, we had a big hug and a friendship was sealed, if only for a short time. I last saw Kaddy three weeks ago at her home in Gainesville. We shared a couple of big hugs, Nancy and I promised her that we would come back in a couple of months when she felt better and sit down with her so we could record all her wonderful stories. A parting hug and wave, and we departed for Texas. I'm so sorry that it took sixty years for me to get to know the 'real' Kaddy. I will miss her. Deanie Parrish, 44-W-4
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