I was 12 or 13. She was my friend’s mom. I remember being struck by her beauty. I had never seen hair like that. It was red. She looked like she might have been in a magazine.
She had a glamorous job, J.T. Hamilton had hired her to be the face of his restaurant, the hostess at The Fox in downtown Jackson. She knew everybody who was anybody. She called them by name, they beamed and they came back to eat, day after day. I later understood that what she was, was charming.
I had my first camera and decided to take her picture one morning when she was going to work. It was one of the first photographs I ever made and I’ve hung on to it all these years.
Kay Way died last night. Her red hair just as thick and shiny as it was on her way to work that morning almost 60 years ago.