To the editor:
Without so much as one of its beautiful feathers out of place, I spotted a pigeon that had finally succumbed to this extreme cold tonight. I could only think of Amy, who had just lost her long battle with brain cancer.
“Are you all right,” Amy Perkins had asked me outside the Seabrook Town Hall in December of 2010, shortly after my own close call with death. She would always express genuine concern for those around her, if anyone would. She built a reputation for working as hard as anyone in everything that she did. We remember seeing her at the Statehouse as someone who was always there, always working, even when she was the only one up there from our district. New Hampshire Liberty Alliance even gave her an honorable mention for being one of the most staunch defenders of our constitutional rights.
Famous for her beautiful hats, one representative joked years ago that he would “sponsor a bill exempting her from the no hat rule.” Amy would never be seen outside the house with anything out of place. She was too proud.
As I continued home in the cold tonight, I turned back to see that beautiful pigeon lying there motionless, its eye still open.
She had persisted, undaunted, right up until the end. That light that she sees, accompanied by calmness, calls toward her now.