“‘You Finally Got to See Me in White,’ She Whispered Over My Father’s Coffin — What Followed Was the Most Heartbreaking Love Story I’ve Ever Heard 🕊️💍” By the time we reached St. Michael’s on that gray October morning, my tears had thinned into a kind of numbness. The lilies were too sweet, the pews too polished, Bach’s “Air” too exquisitely gentle for the size of the hole in our family. My name is Kate Sullivan. Daniel Sullivan was my father—teacher, coach, relentless fixer of broken bikes an