My beloved Kay was my beautiful, 31-year-old middle daughter. She was funny and had the greatest—but wickedest—sense of humor. She started out as a dishwasher in a now famous restaurant on St. Simons Island, Georgia, and had worked her way up to be an executive chef at our local country club. Kay was gay and married and proud. She was who she was, and everyone loved her, especially her daughter Luna, who was a miracle of sorts in this marriage.
Kay and her wife separated in the spring of 2020, but Kay kept a smile on her face and was fighting for her daughter. Kay and Luna loved each other so very much. On July 29, a person who was very misguided informed her that her daughter and stepson might be in danger. After work, Kay went to where she had been told they were: at the house of a distant friend of hers. A verbal argument broke out between Kay and her wife, and this man, who had been a friend, shot Kay point-blank in front of her beloved Luna and her stepson. She died on August 3, 2020.