I hope these photographs can provide a little insight to the person she was -- a person of kindness to those that needed help, of high expectations for herself and her work, and of self-sufficiency in her pain. There was much she shared (and could be learned) to those that took the time to listen. And most importantly, even though she was my sister, she was also my friend -- I will truly miss her...

With her 2 brothers and sister

At 8 or 9 years old

The whole family, ~1968

In 6th Grade

Her beloved violin teacher

Playing the violin at ~11 years

Violin concerto

Cynthia and her Mother, Yvonne

With her beloved Grandfather

For Susan...

Her first stripe

And she didn't stop until she reached the top (MSgt/First Sgt)

Uh-oh, heavy equipment!

Cynthia and her brother Brian

Her last photograph (est. June 26, 2004)

Her beloved Java Bean Spazdog

A Gathering of friends in memorial; July 11, 2004

Momentos of Cynthia

And it Rained on us (tsk, tsk Cynthia!)...

The cremains urn we prepared for her. We used the wing motif to not only signify her 'I winged it' epitaph but also to signify her freedom from pain and her transition to the next level (e.g. the Phoenix). The 'cord' is Indian sweet grass and the wax seal stamp is the Egyptian eye that sees all.

Click here for Cynthia's Obituary (Columbus Ohio Dispatch, July 13, 2004)

 

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