Kathi Appelt

About Kathi Appelt

I was born on July 6, 1954 in Fayetteville, North Carolina. My father, Bill Cowgill, was stationed in the Army there, a member of the 82nd Airborne. He and my mother, Patricia, were both still teenagers when I made my fortuitous appearance. By fortuitous I mean that I couldn’t wait to get to the hospital and was born instead in the front seat of my father’s Ford. Waiting is still not my strong suit!

We only lived in North Carolina for a short time and then moved to El Paso, TX and finally to Houston. Both of my younger sisters, Patti and B.J., were born there, and Houston is where we grew up.

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“Purring is not so different from praying. To a tree, a cat’s purr is one of the purest of all prayers, for in it lies a whole mixture of gratitude and longing, the twin ingredients of every prayer.”
~ Kathi Appelt

“Humans are designed to be with other humans, even those with mixed blood. They need each other’s laughter. They require each other’s sorrows.”
~Kathi Appelt

“Memory is a slippery thing. When something terrible happens to you, like the loss of someone you love…memory can turn into a soft blanket that hides you from the loss.”
~ Kathi Appelt

What the Cat Dragged In