When I first met Penny, she booted me out of the relative security of the very back row in the chapel. She somewhat forcefully informed me that the back row was reserved for "old people" who need to get to the restroom quickly during the meeting so you'll have to move. It was my first time in that ward after a 32 year wrong turn tour of the wicked world. I remember thinking "damn the fellowship in the church sure has changed". She then smiled and said "You can however come and sit with me." And we pretty much sat together from then on. We became fast friends, and it was my pleasure to serve her over the years. She was my biggest fan as I gradually got my life in order.
Penny was a straight shooter, you never had to wonder where you stood with her cuz she'd tell ya. Sure sometimes she had all the tact of a wreaking ball, but her candid assesments were refreshing in a sickeningly P.C. world. I feel that through our association as time went on she met more of the younger people in the Ward, cuz before I came along she usually only attended the Sacrement meeting, and only sorted with a few of the old timers.
By the time the Lord called Penny home she was well liked or loved by many of us. She loved the Lord and promised him if he would take care of her grandchildren while they served missions for the church, she would go to all her meetings and get more involved. He did, and so did she. She used to always say to me "Isn't it funny how we found each other." It wasn't funny, it was the hand of the Lord. We needed each other to learn and serve. And so many lives were the better for it.
Penny Catto was a dear friend to me, I loved her and I'll be ever grateful for the time we had together.And I know we'll meet again. I'm in no rush for a reunion mind you, but we'll meet again.
