august 25, 2016

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“Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose.” ~ Lyndon B. Johnson

 

next generation
next generation

 

I watched a young girl walk between the tables. She had recognizable features. I was busy with people at my table, but every once in a while, I would catch a glimpse of her weaving in and out of the crowd; so familiar. There was a lull in shopping, so I got up my nerve to approach her. “Are you Victoria?” I asked. She looked slightly puzzled, but kind, and replied, “Victorianna.” I could tell it was a common mistake, like calling me Terry (I know that tone well). “Oh,” I said, not having the good grace to apologize for getting it wrong. “I’m Kopana.” Suddenly, her face lit up like a Christmas tree. She knew who I was (sweet anxiety relief). Her full name is Katherine English Victorianna Harmon. For some unbeknownst reason I really want to call her Victorianna, though she goes by Katherine. She is the daughter of one of my oldest friends, Lana Scott Franklin Harmon. Just a few months younger than me, Lana was born with Progeria (or a form of it, I’m not 100% on this). As a little girl I remember my mother explaining that the disease would prevent Lana from living into our teenage years. That was a hard thing to comprehend as a kid, and I remember everyone being very disturbed by it. Everyone that is except Lana. She never seemed to let it get her down, and she never let it stop her from being as active and involved as she wanted to be. By the time we got to high school, having already outlived expectations, Lana was a normal kid like the rest of us; prone to acne and high school cliques, invincible and ready for the world. She wanted to be a model. She was tall and lean with Katherine Hepburn chiseled features. I believe she did some modeling after we graduated.

 

father and daughter
father and daughter

 

I don’t remember when she had Victorianna because I was touring or back in school or both, but I remember the last time I saw Lana. She was at Markey Cancer Center, her battle with colon cancer soon to be lost. Greg Gross and I went to see her. I thought it mean, this predicament she was in. She had beaten all the odds, and yet there she was, barely 32 years old with a young daughter and handsome husband, her whole life just waiting for her, but instead she was dying of something completely unexpected and horrible. It seemed wholly unfair. Avoiding the elephant in the room, we talked instead about music and school and nursing and kids, but not for long because she tired quickly. I remarked about how I felt unsuccessful. In hindsight it seems a selfish thing to say. But in typical Lana optimism she turned to me and said, “Just keep climbing the hill. You’ll get there.” More than once in the last 20 years I’ve heard her say to me, “Just keep climbing the hill. You’ll get there.” And now, here was Lana’s only child smiling at me. I stood in awe of her, mostly speechless. In her eyes and her smile, I saw Lana as alive as when we were those small town girls so many years ago. Victorianna allowed me to take her picture, and when I asked to have a photo of her with her dad, she glowed with pride, and rightfully so. Lana married a good man in Phillip Harmon. I am honored to have grown up alongside Lana and her family. What a blessing to finally meet the daughter she loved so much. People never really die.

5 Responses

  1. Geri May Gullett

    That was beautiful Kopana. Katherine is a beautiful girl inside and out, I had the pleasure of working with her , and love her like she was my family.
    Thank you for such a
    heartfelt story on her and her family.

  2. Geri May Gullett

    That was beautiful Kopana. Katherine is a beautiful girl inside and out, I had the pleasure of working with her , and love her like she was my family.
    I also went to school with her mother and graduated with her. She was a beautiful soul.
    Thank you for such a
    heartfelt story on her and her family.

  3. Gerald Salyer

    Wow, I came across your web site because I was looking at footage of Jeff Franklin when he was a sports anchor at WYMT in Hazard. Lana And I dated in high school and college, she was my first love and we stayed in touch later in life, I remember going to see her in the hospital and we talked for an hour. She was so lucky to have meet Phillip and Have such a beautiful daughter in Katherine. She is Like looking in to a mirror of Lana. And she was right you just have to keep climbing that hill. Glad I came across your site and hope things are going well.

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