I worked as a doctor in the NYC jails for more than 30 years. My memories of Cathy are vivid. She would appear on Rikers Island asking me questions about what I was doing and for quite awhile seemed like the only person in the world who cared about what was happening there. I had only a vague idea about the Board of Correction at the time. It was so important, though, to know that someone cared. As the years went by, I learned how much. It was so sad for me to discover that she is gone. Her memory and work will live on.