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From jc's Dad

How fitting on this Memorial Day....I received this in an email from jc's father - I'm sure others of you have as well.

Judy's "real" obituary will appear in Saturday's Lafayette, Louisiana Daily Advertiser http://www.theadvertiser.com/app....dll/ frontpage

The one which you saw from the Murray, Kentucky Ledger and Times contained only the minimal information required to be placed by the local funeral home. Please share this information with her friends on the blog.

If for some reason it does not appear in the May 26th edition, check succeeding issues until you see it.

Best regards,
Jerry Cadoret


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Judy Lynne Cadoret

MURRAY, Ky. - Judy Lynne Cadoret, 50, passed away May 13, 2007 at her family's home in Murray, Ky. after an extended period of declining health.

Judy was born March 20, 1957 in Rutland, Vt. to Warren J. (Jerry) Cadoret Jr. and the late Ramona (Mona) Cook Cadoret. The family traveled extensively, and Judy's childhood was spent in Louisiana as well as Colombia, South America and the Republic of South Africa .

She graduated in 1974 from Buras High School (Buras, La.) where she was editor of her high school yearbook. In 1978, she graduated Magna Cum Laude from Nicholls State University (Thibodaux, La.) where she had also worked as a Coach and Trainer for the Women's Athletic Team. Judy then returned to Buras High School as a Teacher (Art, Industrial Arts/Woodworking, and Health & PE) and was also Head Coach for the girls' basketball and softball teams and Assistant Coach to the girls' volleyball and track teams.

Four years later, in 1982, she moved to Lafayette, La. where her love of teaching continued and she found an outlet by helping her friends and neighbors improve their computer skills. There, she attended the University of Southwestern Louisiana where, in 1987, she acquired her second Bachelor's degree, again graduating Magna Cum Laude. At the time of her death, she had also partially completed her Master's Degree at the same university. Judy resided in Lafayette for 24 years. There she had been employed in the City Prosecutor's office as a Paralegal and later worked in the law office of Doucet-Speer as a Paralegal and Bookkeeper. She also held a Notary Public commission. Judy became a master of the computer and, in mid-1998, she formed a home-based computer services, transcription, and record-keeping business, which she maintained until 2006.

Judy was a sensitive soul who possessed a deep love of animals (especially her kitties, Xena and Gabby). She was also a champion of equality and individual rights who despised any form of racial or gender prejudice. Though preferring to stay out of the spotlight, she was politically active in promoting her beliefs through her graphic design work for candidates of like mind. She was a dedicated "blogger" and enjoyed debating political issues on the internet.

Judy was an accomplished artist
Denise | 05.26.07 - 11:33 am |

Happy Towel Day

A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitch hiker can have. Partly it has great practical
value - you can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a mini raft down the slow heavy river Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mindboggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you - daft as a bush, but very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitch hiker) discovers that a hitch hiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have "lost". What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.

Omen

from Oscar

jc

Something deeply kind

as rain is kind

and bright

like sun sparkling on

running water

Constant, like the love

of robins for each other

for the fledgling

As strong as a hawk's wing

is strong

meeting the edge of air

As brave as parenting:

what's loved can always

be lost

Quick as laughter

Tender as song

Good

and loving friend

I'm sorrowful

you are gone

The simple pain

of breathing in a world

where you are not

Yet choose, yes choice,

to see you free

and riding wild and clear

again

Wholly yourself, spark among

spark, along the ringing marges

of the nebulae

waiting for us

to come home

A GREAT SOUL HAS PASSED. SHE WILL BE MISSED.

Friday, March 30, 2007

Elephants Never Forget?

Available here.

Posted by jc at 3/30/2007 11:05:00 AM 0 comments

The Mills of the Gods. . . .

Sometimes, All I Need is the Air that I Breathe and

Amazing Grace

Pardon me if I brag a little

May 12, 2007 at 08:45 PM MDT Tonight I was just sitting and Talking with Austin, our soon-to-be 8 year old. I could tell he was thinking. He said "do people buy stuff on tv?" I said "yeah." He said "maybe I could create a drug called Zonzula." I kind of had an idea of where he was going with this, but I asked anyway, "What would it do." With the hint of a smile he said "cure cancer." You know what? It wouldn't surprise me if he was the one who figured it all out!

Megan