Dear Molly,

It just came on the news,you have passed away.That phrase doesn't do you justice. You were a fighter,a screamer,a true believer of doing things right. I would expect no less of you when facing death.

You gave it a good fight,sleep well,old friend.

We never met but you were with me often. My morning coffee won't taste the same without your column,my lap will be empty without a dictionary to look up some of your words,the ones you didn't make up to fool me. My witty repartee will be diminished because I can no longer quote you,and most of all, your validation of my thoughts helped me believe in myself.thank you,old friend.

Your last columns were about stopping Bush's war.I'll work on it from this side,you do it from up there.