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140. Jeanne - 2006-08-16 23:24:39 |
| Missing Erin. Thinking of her often. Bye-bye sweet girl. See you again soon. |
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139. Elizabeth Kohen - 2006-08-12 14:41:47 |
I went to Central Park yesterday and scattered some of Erin’s ashes at the top of Belvedere Castle overlooking Turtle Pond. The feeling there is of both tremendous peace and electric excitement. A summer band was practicing just across the way at the Delacorte Theatre, gearing up for the evening’s performance... while ducks were swimming along in the pond below. Flowers from Shakespeare’s Garden line the path to the castle and children/bands/political protests and baseball all share space at the Great Lawn just beyond the pond... All within sight of the castle’s edge. It is a beautiful spot, one that I know Erin will love.
I stumbled across a singer very recently at a dive bar in New York and she sang a song that seemed so right to me, for Erin, so I will share it here with you...
"One Hell of a Life" Lyrics by Katell Keineg
Lay me down in a wooded field
Plant a bush above my head
Lay me, lay me down
Don’t go writing on my grave
I’ll have it said it all before the end
Lay me, lay me down
And when I’m dead, please don’t philosophize
Or feel regret
Just remember me when I said
I had one hell of a life
One hell of a life
I had one hell of a life
Throw my ashes to the wind
Watch them blow into the sea
Throw me, throw me in
You can cry up there on the cliff
Scream to heaven, work your grief
But throw me, throw me in
And when I’m dead...
Fear and guilt accumulate
And the time’s never right to deal with it
Maybe, maybe now
And when you’re dead...
Build it high on serendipity
Build it higher on serendipity
And when we’re all dead
They won’t philosophize
Or feel regret
They’ll remember us when we said
We had one hell of a life
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All my love,
Elizabeth
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138. Denise Scofield - 2006-07-26 06:36:55 |
Erin - You were an inspiration to me and to everyone you touched in the JCCC Photoshop classes - if fact, you were an example of the excellence and creativity that could be achieved in every class! Thank you for your kindness to others and brief, yet meaningful acquaintance with you with me - you were not only an inspiration to me and the creation of new and exciting material for future classes, but you set the highbar for others to follow.
Can I relate to loss and assurance that you made a difference just throught meeting you and this awesome website (positive in the lives you touched), yes, I lost my own mom very early on and later realized what a sad loss a parent, her mom endured, and all those close by, then I lost my dad later, so loss is painful for a lifetime, but those closest to you have your memories forever.
Like my own mother in her young life here on this plane of earth, you DID made a difference with your compassion, empathy for others and helpfulness as well as your creative spirit you spread to others, as if your joy in being creative was contagious. It was!!!!
I am honored to have had the pleasure to know you, work with you at JCCC and watch you grow and grow and grow...into a very creative individual with no fear of trying to accomplish what the mind envisioned vs. what the assingment expectations were. You always went way above and beyond any assignments I could have assigned and those came straight from your heart and creative spirit.
Yes, we seem to lose far too many of those too soon who could make our lives on this earth a better place and you are definately a person who not only made and lived a difference while here, but could have accomplished so much more, but who am I to say, you may have accomplished in your short time what several others never even come close to! I have faith that you are looking over the people who loved you the closest (family and closest loved ones) and help them remember your legacy. Thanks, Erin. I sooooo enjoyed you as a student! God bless your heart.
Denise, JCCC Photoshop Professor |
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137. mamacita - 2006-06-01 13:07:45 |
Yes, today is Erin’s 30th birthday! I told her the story of her birth this morning, as I have done every year since she was born. This is a special gift I would give to her every year at 6;33 am, the time of her birth. She always looked forward to hearing all of the events, feelings and love that surrounded her at the time of her much anticipated arrival. I knew from the moment she was conceived that she would be a girl, and that she was someone very special, not just to her dad and I but also to the world. I love you, Erin, and hold a vision of you in my heart like a beautiful flower, a rose just beginning to open.
Love,
mamacita |
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136. Sarah Merdian - 2006-06-01 03:49:52 |
| My computer calendar just reminded me that Erin’s birthday is coming up. Thinking about her brings a smile to my face and an ache to my heart. Erin worked in my 5th grade classroom at Arrowhead Elementary about five years ago. Our class of 32 kids was a challenge that she met with caring, support, patience and enthusiasm. I have such fond memories. Our Miss Cordle was a dear soul, an old soul, whose warm smile and hearty laugh filled the room. The last time I saw her was two years ago at my moving sale off 39th Street. She was going through old record albums. I’ll never think of her without thinking of music and light and laughter. Happy Birthday, Erin. You are missed. |
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135. Sarah Wallbaum - 2006-05-27 03:07:42 |
Thank you to all of our friends and family who brought their love, hugs, memories and food to share with us last weekend. For those who could not come, know that we felt your energy around us.
Mama Sarah |
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134. John Gunter - 2006-05-13 20:07:06 |
I consider myself very fortunate to have been a part of Erin’s life. Elizabeth’s post inspired me to share some memories of Erin.
I first met Erin in April of 2004. I was tending bar at LaBodega and she was a newly hired waitress. After a few days of working together I knew that I wanted to be with her. I told a co-worker that one day she and I would be together. At this point my co-worker informed me that she had a serious boyfriend. Give me some time, I said.
Erin and I became good friends in the following months. I still carried a torch for her but I am not the type to interfere in a relationship. Luckily for me Erin broke it off with this other gentleman about 6 months after our intitial meeting.
One night soon after she became available we were out after work with a group of our co-workers. We locked eyes with each other and that was it. I have never seen a more beautiful smile in my life.
Erin and I were together for exactly one year and two days.
I had never really been in love before I met her. I will always remember walking with her and holding hands...slow dancing to Etta James in her living room...talking(and sometimes arguing)for hours at a time...discussing all the places we wanted to vacation together...So many things we just didn’t have time to do.
I have asked myself many times why she had to be taken away from us so suddenly. There is no good answer. Sara, Bob, Katie, Mike and especially Nicholas have been and continue to be a great comfort for me.
I miss you so much, Erin. I know I will see you again and
I will love always love you. Save a dance for me.
Love,
John
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133. Tammy Mullens - 2006-05-09 00:26:26 |
Hi Sarah and Family,
I just read about Erin in the Jacksonville paper today while at work. I’m sorry to hear. I remember Erin as a special little girl impressing everyone around her. Looks as though she kept that up!
Thinking of you all.
Love,
Tammy |
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132. jackie adams - 2006-05-07 03:25:29 |
| sarah and family, Stacey and I were just talking about Erin the other day and wondering about you all. We were wondering where you guys were. We were remembering the good times we had at the YMCA,and all the good times Stacey had playing with Erin and Katie.I am so sorry for your lost . Our prayers and thoughts are with you all.Looking at the pictures of Erin and Katie reminded me of when they were little.She was so beautiful. May God be with you all. Sincerley Jackie Adams |
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131. mamacita - 2006-04-30 00:49:06 |
The Incas of Peru had an old expression
"The Flowering of my Tears"
Our tears continually water the Earth and finally, after we have cried and cried, after we have let go of so much, after we have passed through the searing fires of initiation and the dark night of the soul, the flowers start to grow. These aren’t just ordinary flowers; they are precious, sacred flowers. Flowers that can only grow after we have passed through a time of struggle and transformation, a time of rebirthing into a new life. |
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