I have been struggling to share memories because a few minutes into typing, I end up crying and not wanting to complete my post. But this morning I heard Maggie’s voice saying “Come on Cath“ and here we are attempting again. I kept finding my words end up being a letter to Maggie, and its because there is so much I want to say to her. Maggie was one of my first friends at Cantiague Elementary School. I remember us having playdates, dying Easter eggs, running around the Maple Run, playing in every single room of her house which I thought was a castle. And how could I forget my first Yankee game. I had only been to Shea Stadium, and if anyone was going to change that, it was the Sollecito family. I think we were about 7 and Lou took Maggie, Robert and I in a limo ofcourse and I still remember bits and pieces of that really fun day. For the next 30 years, the great memories only continued to grow. The good times, yummy dinners, long talks (at times debates) and hours of music being played will be missed. Also, Maggie’s generosity, consideration and love will always be cherished. I will never forget when she called me and asked how much more I needed to reach my goal for a charity I was raising money for. I admired her volunteering and philanthropic work. She was also the most AMAZING hostess. Made sure all your favorite drinks and food were there, made sure you were having a good time, music blasting and even made sure you left with a little bag of goodies. Gonna hold on tight to that vintage South Shore Honda tshirt!

Maggie, I will miss the way you made me laugh, you were hilarious. Also brilliant. I will miss our roast beef dinners. I will miss fattyveal playlists. Our ridiculous convos that cracked me up. I’ll miss talking about sneakers, how funny our friends kids are. I’ll miss bothering you for hours about whether I should get the A-Spec package. I’m sorry for the last 10 months. I will forever regret not forcing us to be right. But the last convo we had was a good one. Love and miss you Maggie...