I remember the first time I met Kit Webster (Mary). I had only been dating her brother Patrick a short time. She came up to Denver from Colorado Springs with her then two year old daughter Emily to hear an outdoor Tuba concert of Christmas carols in Larimer Square. That sense of fun and joie de vive followed Kit wherever she went or whatever she did. When Pat and I married in 1989 Kit playfully 'decorated' our wedding cake with realistic black plastic ants.
I remember introducing Kit to a friend in Castle Rock who has a pair of miniature donkeys. Kit though they would be perfect for the Palm Sunday service at church to engage the children and make the service more lively. I though at the time she must have the most unique contacts in her Rolodex at work (from places to order live butterflies to the donkey lady). Her work at Grace Church seemed a perfect expression of who she was. The colorful artwork that filled the hallways at Grace came from her inspired Sunday school students and was a joy to see.
If we can take a lesson from Kit, it is to find the joy in the everyday and then share it.
We miss you Mary Webster.
Tam O'Neill
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