It is with great sadness that I belatedly announce the death of longtime blog friend and general good person, LottaKatz a.k.a. Pamela Janisch. Born August 28, 1948 in St. Louis, Missouri, she died in her home on February 19, 2014 at the age of 65. Many of us knew she had been ill. Her last comments here indicated she was feeling too unwell to comment and was just going to lurk for awhile. Over the rather busy year since then, her name has come up many times behind the scenes and a few times in the comments. We wondered what had happened to our friend, but we also knew that the events at RIL when it “changed format” had caused her some disgust. I know at one time she mentioned to me taking a break from blogging altogether. She hadn’t been well for some time. Many of us figured she was recovering and taking a break.
To our collective heartbreak, we found out just today that was not the case through the intrepid detective work of our own Charlton Stanley.
Many of us at FFS, authors and posters alike, first came to know LottaKatz from our days at Jonathan Turley’s where she was once a frequent poster. Her quick wit, steady wisdom and unwillingness to take crap from anyone was an inspiration to us all. When I announced my departure from RIL, she posted the following:
lottakatz on 1, January 5, 2014 at 4:42 pm
Gene, You’re breaking my heart. Seriously.
To which I responded here with:
Gene H. says: January 7, 2014 at 10:27 am
I’m glad to see you and sorry for the late reply but I just now saw your post. Me? I’ve been busy. I hope the new blog helps ease the heartbreak caused at the old venue. 😀 It goes without saying that you can certainly lurk to your heart’s content, but I look forward to your comments in the future.
I meant every word of it. In fact, when this blog was created, she was one of the first posters to join us from that forum. She was outspoken. She was wise. She was kind. She was one of a kind. We had great fun discussing the topics of the day, science fiction and other literature, music, films and cooking. All of which she had a wonderful critical eye for and exceedingly good taste concerning. And cats, naturally. Her posts were always a joy, even if the head she was cracking happened to be yours. I, for one, will miss her dearly.
She is survived by her husband, Ronald Whittington, and certainly family and many friends.
And us, her friends through the wires.
If you knew Pamela as Pamela or Pamela as LottaKatz, please share your thoughts or stories in the comments below. We are all poorer for the loss, but in remembering her, she lives on in our hearts. But we are all made of stardust. One of the best among us is gone? That doesn’t seem quite right.
I’d rather think she has simply gone home . . . to the stars, her destination.
Shine on, Pam. Shine on.
Gene Howington, Editor-in-Chief