Molly got to Heaven, and the angels were a singing:

Hello, Molly,
Well Hello, Molly,
It's so nice to have you back where you belong
You're looking swell, Molly,
We can tell, Molly,
You're still glowin', you're still crowin'
You're still goin' strong.
We feel the room swayin'
For the band's playin'
One of your old fav'rite songs from 'way back when

(from the Hello Dolly Lyrics - http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/hellodolly-movie/hellodolly.htm )
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Molly - Our Wonder Woman:

The hallmark of a great writer is not how many people they please, but how many they can make think about things and question the world around them.

Molly did a lot of both - she pleased many while educating many more.

As I have said elsewhere before: She was our Wonder Woman who traded in her golden lasso of truth for a halo. The justice league has lost one of it's Super Heroes. We have lost a ray of hope against the super villains.

Her words though were her power, and those live on. Others may yet take up her lasso which is hanging silently near her typewriter. Of those she reached there will be one who picks it up and yields it yet again.

It won't be the same, but the goal she had will not go away with her. She left the race, the team is a member short, but the things she spoke did not go with her. They stayed to keep up the fight, they still sit there in front of us on the web and in our minds, in our papers.

No, there will never be another Molly. But she insured there would be a part of her here to fight on. And that is up to us.

A young woman walks by her desk in tears. She takes up the lasso and leaves to start her work. As she walks out another lasso appears. And so it goes.

While we lost a super hero, we gained an army. And Wonder Woman will write again, except this time there will be many more - all thanks to the gift she left us.

Later Molly, see you someday, until then thank you for using your life for the battle of truth and justice and fighting our new american way.

Now I need to go polish my lasso, and wipe some tears away.

over the last few days. I'm going to share a link to this thread w/her.

Thanks.

Having known Molly for years, I can tell you that the only person who I would be more surprised to see in Heaven would be me.

Molly wasn't always good (none of us are), she was an incurable loner and oh, so very lonely as a result.

But she was fucking fearless.

And she could see around corners. I just know it.

I just hope she can still see around corners.

more than makes up for other things :)

I've "known" her my whole life as a Texan Democrat.

I first met Molly in the bar of the Manhattan Hilton. We drank our way through the afternoon and had one hell of a time.

I was there on bidness (Molly coined that one) and had to meet a client for dinner.

Molly said she had dinner plans with a friend and why didn't we just all go together.

Sure, why not?

My client was a well-known percussionist and Molly's friend was Linda Ellerbee.

Linda somehow got us a table at The Quilted Giraffe (the hottest deal in town back then).

Needless to say, it was a memorable time. They let us stay way past closing.

At some point our waiter asked us (Molly, Linda, and me) if we were from Texas.

Molly asked just what the hell made him ask that.

He replied that he could just tell - we were all eating off of each other's plates.


Over time, Life, at strange-crazy moments, brought the two of us together via that weird helix that affects us all.

She was something else, indeed.

She certainly was something else indeed. And always will be. God bless Molly

Tom, it really helps us here I think, to get your perspective. I know your pain must run a bit deeper since she was a personal friend of yours. It's just so unfair that she's been taken from us and I assume she'd tell us to wipe away the tears and get cracking at raising some serious hell.

Does God care about style?

if ever he existed. He still does, and she still does. Thank you, Molly. You will always be with us. :-)

to be in the presence of their newest guest.

:)

Did you know her first full time job as a reporter was in Minnesota back in 1969?
http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=160x24718

She'd be kicking his ass around the block but good by now.

:kick:

"Abraham, Martin, and John". Some of our best women: Barbara Jordan, Ann Richards, and Molly Ivens are all be gone now.