To the editor:
Today I took Rosie down to Lake Flower because I promised, and because the snow was light enough that we could walk on it, and no one was around so Rosie could run and romp. In a tragic few seconds, when I thought she was right behind me, she ran after the seagulls ... onto thin ice and fell through. I could not see her, and I could not save her. To go in after her would be to die. Petrified, I could not even use my phone. A North Country Community College student called 911 and sat with me, doing his best to console me. I sat on a cold bench, in anguish and desolation. I felt Rosie's life end, and I surrendered her to the Creator of all life.
TENDER MERCIES ... There have been many shown to me at lakeside today, but the ones I want to thank here are the band of Saranac Lake fire department and rescue volunteers who came out in full force and braved the icy waters to recover my dear Rosie's body. Rosie, whom many of you know and have seen running around town alongside my tricycle, was treated with the tenderness, dignity and respect I would expect to be shown for a child in the same circumstances. I saw them preparing her in the boat before they rested her, wrapped in a clean white shroud, under a tree. They waited for me and prepared me for what to expect: She would be heavier ... I wouldn't be able to lift her. So I held the bearer's arm, and he put her gently in the car. Such was the very genuine concern and sympathy shown to me by volunteers before this sorry group disbanded. Thanks to all who came out in the cold, gray day to bring Rosie, everybody's friend, home to rest. I still have many tears to shed, but I know where Rosie's spirit is, and I know where her body is, and for that I am very grateful.