I have fond memories of Kay and the family. I was fortunate to have known the beloved Katherine "Gammy" King - she was like my own grandmother. Kay Huntington took care of his mother in law.
I want to share this: I was a helping caregiver to a dear friend who was terminally ill. She had some brain damage from flatline during surgery - Unrelated To Dr Huntington. My friend insisted the doctors were not treating her correctly.
I was undone. Thank GOD I had friends whose daddy was a doctor and I was friend of the family. Kay looked at the records and rest assured me that under the circumstances she was being well taken care of. I will always have much gratitude for his concern and kindness.
In the recesses of my 64 year old mind, I can see the first time I met Kay. Liz introduced me to her dad. He was sitting in what I think may have been a comfortably stuffed lounge chair which was probably his favorite TV or reading spot? He stood up and towered over me and welcomed me with a smile. If I recall this was a room between the kitchen/breakfast room and a front room facing the street. I believe this room later became the dining room when the house was redecorated.
I was a member of The Christ Church Choir. The choir sang during The Book of Common Prayer - Morning Prayer and The Eucharist.
In The Order of The English Succession of Bishops and confirmed by them:
Kay, Betty, and I among a host of others knelt before GOD to confess our sin and We stood before GOD in praise and thanksgivings. We drank from The Common Cup of Wine and shared The Host of bread in Celebration of The Life, Death and Resurrection of Jesus The Christ.
Kay will be interred in Christ Church Cemetery at rest among many of my friends. I visit the grounds from time to time. I will go there soon. I pass the house on McDaniel Avenue from time to time - a white house occupied a time ago by another family.
I'm so grateful to have known Kay and his family.
I’m so sorry for your loss. I remember you all fondly & will be praying for you in the days ahead.
Love, “Miss Amy”
With Deepest Sympathy,
Your friends at the Peace Center