Author A.C. Katt passed away peacefully in her sleep on June 21, 2017. Mary Lynn Hansel (playfully) wrote under the pseudonym of A.C. Katt from the start of her literary career in 2007. JMS Books is working with her husband to republish her stories to keep her memory and legacy alive.

Her husband Allen wrote this remembrance to be read at her service, and asked that we post it for her fans.

At a time like this, there are so many jumbled thoughts of almost thirty years with Mary Lynn. But my mind keeps racing back to the night of our first meeting! The Christmas lights were still in the trees at the Jumping Brook Country Club and I was there for a well-advertised singles dance.

The dance had already started as I walked through the front door and into the reception room. I saw the door to the main ballroom and I took a couple of steps towards it. And I found myself standing on the elevated platform surrounding the dance floor — just a couple of steps down, people were already moving to the beat of the music. My eyes wandered, but then they jumped to the surrounding platform just above the opposite side of the dance floor. Standing there straight and stiff was the most beautiful blonde lady I ever saw. Almost a Mary Heartline kind of figure with a bright spot light shining on a pretty face. She was alone, clearly; she was nervous and fidgeting, and all the men around her were just trying to figure out if they could approach this dazzling creature to ask her to dance, but none of them made a move in her direction.

I was transfixed, looking at her for quite a while, and I don’t think she saw me; she was too busy alternately looking at the dance floor and then the ceiling. I decided to make my move, and so I stepped down onto the dance floor, walked over to her, and asked her if she wanted to dance. I didn’t wait for an answer, but took her hand and led her onto the dance floor.

And, so began the dance of a thirty-year lifetime together with Mary Lynn. We loved each other physically, emotionally, and intellectually, and with passion. We accomplished so much that it makes my head spin. I can’t believe she’s gone!