Upon return of the USTS Empire State the Cadets "spelled" out
RIP ALANA AND JOE in flags on the Stern of the ship. The year before, they
had spent most of their free time there during the summer sea term....
they took the flags down before I could get a shot of all the flags...
In Ft Schuyler , In front of the Chapel is a beautiful garden that was
planted in memory of Alana and Joe.... ....
2005
2006
The Crew Shell named for Alana ..."alana's pearl"
Center pic is when Alana won a Gold Metal for being Coxswain for Men's
Novice Race
She was entchanted by different cultures and religions.. oneof her big interests was India..., and loved Ballywood movies,the clothes,jewelry...the music, movies, fashion and style...she was a really good bellydancer
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These are some tributes found on her friends websites or Away messages
A part of me
Died with you
It was that part
That woke up at
2AM to a news article
On the internet
(damn technology)
More than that
It was a high school
Identity crisis
(I no longer have a doppelganger)
It was a doubt in the
Existence of a higher power
(God needed you I know)
It was a pity for myself
(I'm alive)
It was the part of me
That failed
To follow my dreams
and
Reach my highest potential
(I'm alive)
It was the part of me that
Was simply afraid of the unknown
(you can't avoid the unknown)
You have not passed in vain
You took
The gangrened
Pieces of my
Soul
With you
You took
in memory of Alana
I am dedicating this page in
remembrance to two outstanding people.... friends of mine and many
others out there in this world. These two friends seemingly were taken
before their time, leaving us only with amazing memories and pictures. Now
people cry and mourn the early departure of two caring souls... two people
who were so in love with each other it was contagious to other couples...
people could go to these two for any kind of help or advice, or even for
just a good laugh. Many of us will remember many times of humor spent
around these two amazing souls... and it will be these memories that will
allow us still on earth to carry on with our lives, to allow us to lead
maybe better lives. So with that, I would like to say rest in peace Joseph
Cheetham and Alana Berenson... and save me a place for me many years from
now up there.
RIP 8/11/04
Joseph Cheetham
Alana Berenson
may you both keep your love alive in heaven as it was here on this
planet...
we miss you unbelievably
I'm not okay, but I think I will be.
Feel free to comment, but please don't tell me how sorry you are, because I don't think I can handle that...
Just give me love, or whatever.
People who knew her, comment to her last live journal post.
Thanks.
This is Kinda how I think she might feel right now.
I'm standing on a bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound
Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I, I'm with you I'm with you
I'm looking for a place
Searching for a face
Is anybody here I know
'Cause nothing's going right
And everythings a mess
And no one likes to be alone
Look at pictures of her smiling face
Takes you to a time no pain can erase
A sudden loss, an angel too early made
The ultimate price her Family and friends paid
What about death makes you want to put it into a box.
All of her toys, cloths, books, furniture, even her socks.
But she doesn't live inside her things not inside her empty room
Not inside the silk lined coffin not even inside her final resting tomb
She lives in al the ones she loved all the people she left behind her
All the family, friends, loved ones that is where you will find her
In every smile, every twinkle of the eye
Every bit of laughter, blown giggle, or a little bit shy
In every new baby, in every new breath, the light of her heart will shine
In her own special way she will make sure everyone and everything she touched is "fine"
Things don't move the way we plan, stars don't always align
But everything has its rightful place in its rightful time
Some flowers die before they wither, others before they wilt
Still young and beautiful they are torn down without any guilt
Some fires merely flicker out and some quickly get stomped down
Some fires suffocate, while some just slowly drown
Some souls die alone
A loving friend never known
Alana's soul made friends with all
A friend on which you could always call
She was real and true and always herself
Everyone who loved her knew of Alana's Wealth
poem by Shari Rubenstein
Alana Berenson was one of my closest friends throughout our Australian trip in the summer of 2001. In fact, I even had a little crush on her. If I wasn't so shy, I would have made a move, but even so, I'm glad we were able to stay friends when we got back. When she came to my New Year's party this year, I was ready to make that move. Alas, she had found a boyfriend whom she met at school, but he was a great guy according to Alana, and I was happy to see her happy. She was one of the most interesting, carefree, and outgoing people I have ever met, totally typifing the "I don't care what you think of me" attitude yet doing it with a smile. I'm heartbroken to see her gone from us, but I'm glad I at least had the chance to get to know her. Alana, I'll always remember you and I'll keep you in my prayers, I know I will never meet another person like you.
posting from Rob, friend from People to People trip