In the twilight of her years Mrs Goodrich rsquo s thoughts came in and out of focus along with memories of a challenging and grace-filled life Sitting by a window overlooking the waters of Michigan rsquo s Grand Traverse Bay she reached for her notepad In words she soon wouldn rsquo t recognize as her own she wrote ldquo Here I am in my favorite chair With my feet on the sill and my heart in the air The sun-struck waves on the water below In constant motion mdash to where I don rsquo t know But thank You mdash [... more]