Kay Frost Kohanyi 8/25/1936-8/30/2024.

My Mom and Dad met for the first time in front of a church in Cleveland, Ohio in 1964. My Mom was walking home from church after service on Sunday afternoon. As she was walking a police car rolled up next to her and the officer asked if she needed a ride, being a single woman alone in a big city, she told him she was fine and continued walking. He then told her the area she was in wasn’t a good one and he was sure she would benefit from a ride.

She stopped on the street for a moment, looked at him as he got out of the car and said, “I don’t even know you.” My dad than said, “well, I’m YOUR policeman.” And the rest is history. They were married 53 years.

After Dad passed away, I had the privilege of being mom’s caretaker. The truth is, she took care of my heart. The bond we formed is one filled with love, compassion, fun, and now, heartbreak. She was the most important person in my life. Her laughter filled the air and her strong wit and resilient nature she gave to me. When I left the room, went to work, or went to bed and every chance I got, I would tell her I love her and I would see her later, she would always say, “I love you more, I’ll be here.”

I know she is here with me always; in my eyes, my smile, my laughter and especially in my heart.

Mom, you will be truly missed, I love you, so until I see you again, “I’ll be here”

Kay Frost Kohanyi is survived by daughter, Diane Kohanyi, son in law Derron Johnson, granddaughter, Mara Kay Hagour, grandson Marcus L. Cook, Jr. and great-grandson, John Thompson.