Connie Graff was my soccer mom- mother of my best friend and my second mom through high school. How many hours did I spend in her car or with her cats?!? I remember walking home from Holy Cross to her Latonia home so many times, knowing I was welcome there (announced or unannounced). I always knew she would receive me with a smile and a hug… even in my later years when I had a family of my own. The timing of her death was a shock to me (so much life in her!), but I am comforted by the time that she spent in the home of her two youngest grandchildren under the watchful care of her daughter, my dear friend Julia. Julia (and Brad) really did honor her in this way and I hope there is solace in their having given their all while Connie was still here. Blessings, too, on Jamison and his family who enjoyed having her local for some years. We entrust Connie into the hands of a Good God, sending our love and prayers along the way. May her soul, and all the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. All our love…