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Tatiana Troyanos ❀ Visitors & Flowers

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curvietr@yahoo.com
13 April, 2007
To Tatiana:
I thank you for your brief but extraordinary existanceon this earth. Because you were here, my life has been forever graced with the beauty of your music, and your soul. My life has been divided into two chapters; before I ever heard you sing, and after. Thank You and God Bless You. I love you forever.
Curvie


nikolay_svyatkin@mail.schneider.fr
25 August, 2003
I send these flowers on tomb of Tatiana Troyanos. I grieve together her other admirers and I pray for her. Anne Gulaeva


Kenneth Wolman (kwolman@staff.mail.com)
05 October, 2000
Inestimable Santuzza… Octavian… Giulietta… singer of songs… shall we gather by the river? You are still greatly missed.


“ooper” (ooper@parnu.ee)
14 August, 1998
Dear dear dear Tatiana,
You are the Gooddess and we are Your real followers… Per meritare la mia fine, ci sei Tu… Aspettami se lo merito!
We miss You so so so so so much!
Yours,
Külli Tomingas
Toomas Kaldaru


Ruth C. Jacobs (rcjacobs@pacbell.net)
29 November, 1997
For Tatiana Troyanos, in memory of the many moments my late Mother and I shared while listening to her perform as Poppea in San Francisco.


Mrs. Michelle C. Ayers (michelle@astro.ocis.temple.edu)
Thue, 17 Sep 1996
I leave you flower and keep you in my thoughts when I listen to opera.
Invictus@aol.com

Tatiana Troyanos ✵ 1938-1993

Tatiana Troyanos

Name at birth:  Tatiana Troyanos
Date of birth:  12 Sept. 1938
Place of birth:  New York, NY USA
Date of death:  21 August 1993
Place of death:  New York, NY USA
Resting place:  New York, NY USA
Submitted by:  Sandra L. Wenner    (swenner@dct.com)

 

 

In memory of our beloved Tatiana Troyanos

“Hear now the secret of the silver rose:
Never in the heart of a loving God
Will we be parted one from the other,
Not ever, my dear.”

Into paradise may the angels lead thee;
and at thy coming may the martyrs receive thee,
and bring thee into the holy city Jerusalem.


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William D’Arthur Tripp ✵ 1917-1991

Name at birth:    William D’Arthur Tripp 
Date of birth:    11/23/17 
Place of birth:   New Bern, NC, USA 
Date of death:    4/20/91 
Place of death:   Brooklyn, NY, USA 
Place of burial:  Sayerville, NJ, USA

Submitted by: Dabura Karriem (dkarriem@bellsouth.net)


Our father left us so suddenly that we were not able to say our final goodbyes.
I miss him terribly and only wish that I could have told him how much I loved him before he left this world.
He was always a stable force in my life; predictable and kind. My life has not been the
same without him. At least he is with our mother, Sadie, who I’m sure will keep him
company long into eternity.

Daddy, we all are well and we miss you terribly!


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Sadie Hill Tripp ✵ 1919-1994 (wife)


Sadie Hill Tripp ✵ 1919-1994

Name at birth:    Sarah Elizabeth Hill 
Date of birth:    12-12-19 
Place of birth:   New Bern, NC, USA 
Date of death:    01-07-94 
Place of death:   New Bern, NC, USA 
Place of burial:  New Bern, NC, USA

Submitted by: Dabura Karriem (dkarriem@bellsouth.net)


My dear mother, Sadie, suffered a long time through many illnesses which ultimately left her sad and debilitated. Although she left us, we are grateful for the peace that she now has. Her life was always a struggle from the time she was born until her death from kidney disease.

My mother’s sense of humor and talented hands are my legacy from her. I miss speaking to her and often wish for a few minutes to be able to tell her how much I loved her.

She is greatly missed by her 3 children.


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William D’Arthur Tripp ✵ 1917-1991 (husband)


Alexander W. Trapp ❀ Visitors & Flowers

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“Donna Bogs” (sobbie@mchsi.com)
18 August, 2003
I feel so bad for Alexander’s family to lose such a fine son in such a senseless way. If that drunk driver only used a little common sense and thought about what damage he could do by getting behind the wheel in his condition. May Alexander rest in peace and his family find comfort in knowing that they will be together again someday. Donna M Bogs


atrapp (atrapp@ees.eesc.com)
09 March, 2001
My dear son,
It’s been 3 long years…We finally put the man that killed you in prison. Rest now…. Love, Mom


03 April, 1999
Flowers for Alex, Happy Birthday. April 2, Love, Mom, Dad, Matt, & Adam


20 December, 1998
Alex,
You were so young, so bright, so full of life. you taught me much. I miss you. Love, Mom

Alexander W. Trapp ✵ 1969-1998

Alexander W. Trapp

Name at birth:  Alexander W. Trapp
Date of birth: April 2, 1969
Place of birth:  Detroit, Michigan
Date of death:  February 26, 1998
Place of death:  Mt. Clemens, Michigan
Resting place:  WEST BERLIN CEMETERY, BERLIN TOWNSHIP, MICHIGAN USA
Submitted by:  John R Fenn    (23505@msn.com)

 

 

MY DEAR SON
ALEX

I’VE TOLD YOU ALL ALONG HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU.
I’VE NEVER TOLD YOU HOW MUCH I’LL MISS YOU.
I’LL MISS YOU WHEN THE SNOW FALLS.
I’LL MISS YOU WHEN IT RAINS.
I’LL MISS YOU IN THE SPRINGTIME AND ON SUNNY SUMMER DAYS.
YOUR MUDDY BOOTS ACROSS MY FLOOR, I GUESS I’LL MISS THAT EVERMORE.
YOUR GREAT BIG ARMS THAT HELD ME TIGHT AND TOLD ME “I’LL BE ALRIGHT.
YOU’VE LEFT A GREAT BIG EMPTY HERE WE ALL WERE BLESSED TO HAVE YOU NEAR.

LOVE MOM

 

ALEX THIS SONG’S FOR YOU

SING IT TO “YOU ARE THE SUNSHINE OF MY LIFE.”
YOU WERE OF MINE AND EVERYONES.

YOU WERE THE THE SUNSHINE OF MY LIFE.
HOW WILL I EVER LIVE WITHOUT YOU.
YOU WERE THE SUNSHINE OF MY LIFE.
FOREVER YOU’LL BE IN MY HEART.
WHAT DO THEY THINK THAT I CAN DO NOW.
NOW THAT YOUR GONE AND I’AM ALONE.
WHAT DO THEY THINK THAT I SHOULD DO NOW IN THIS EMPTINESS.
THAT WAS YOUR HOME
YOU WERE THE SUNSHINE OF MY LIFE AND I WILL MISS YOU DEAR
FOREVER,
ALEX**THANK YOU… FOR EVERYTHING.
I’LL LOVE YOU FOREVER.

LOVE MOM

 

WHEN PEOPLE MET ALEX THERE WERE ALWAYS QUESTIONS.

HERE FINALLY ARE SOME ANSWERS.

WHY WAS ALEX ALWAYS IN SUCH A HURRY?
BECAUSE HE HAD SO MUCH TO DO AND SO MUCH TO GIVE IN SO
LITTLE TIME.

WHAT DID ALEX DO?
HE MET FRIENDS AND MADE THEM FAMILY.

WHAT DID ALEX LIVE FOR?
THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE, HIS WIFE, JULIE, AND HIS FAMILY.

WHO WAS HIS FAMILY?
SEE QUESTION # 2.

WHAT DID ALEX WANT OUT OF LIFE?
HE WANTED EVERYONE TO BE HAPPY AND WANTED TO BE LOVED.

WHAT WOULD ALEX SAY?
HIS FAVORITE WORDS WERE “DON’T WORRY ABOUT ME.” AND
“LETS DO IT”.


DEAR JULIE, ANN, WOODY AND FAMILY

I WOULD LIKE TO OFFER A FEW LINES ABOUT FEELINGS AND MEMORIES OF ALEX. HE WAS ONE OF THE MOST HONEST, CARING AND GENUINE PEOPLE THAT I HAVE EVER KNOWN. HIS ENERGY AND LOVE OF LIFE WAS CONTAGIOUS TO ALL THOSE AROUND HIM.

WE REMEMBER HIS EXCITEMENT AND AWE WHEN HE WAS HANDLING THE RED-TAIL HAWK AT THE NATURE CENTER AND HIS ENTHUSIASM IN DESCRIBING THE PEREGRINE PROJECT IN DETROIT.  ALEX WAS ABLE TO TAKE HARD AND DIRTY WORK AND MAKE IT ENJOYABLE.  I RECALL THE HOURS HE SPENT CLEANING OUT THE OVERFLOW OF THE POND ON THE NORTH 40 AT SEVEN PONDS.  IT WAS AS DIFFICULT AND DIRTY JOB AS I CAN IMAGINE BUT ALEX DID A GREAT JOB AND SEEMED TO ENJOY IT BECAUSE HE WAS DOING SOMETHING THAT NEEDED TO BE DONE.  AS I RECALL. HE HAD TO BE HOSED OFF TO EVEN START MAKING HIM PRESENTABLE AGAIN.

ANOTHER MEMORY WAS BROUGHT UP BY OUR DAUGHTER KATHY, NOW 23.  SHE REMEMBERS THE WORK HE AND OTHER TEEN VOLUNTEERS PUT IN TO CREATE THE HAUNTED BOAT HOUSE FOR THE CENTER’S HALLOWEEN EVENT.  HE WAS SO PROUD OF THE FINISHED PRODUCT AND ESPECIALLY OF HIS SPECIAL EFFORT.  HE HAD CUT A HOLE IN A TABLE AND STUCK HIS HEAD THROUGH IT AND SURROUNDED IT WITH PASTA.  WITH THE APPROPRIATE MAKEUP HE BECAME THE “MEATBALL IN THE SPAGHETTI”

DIANA:   NOW 16, REMEMBERS THE TRIP TO THE DETROIT ZOO WITH HIM AND SLEEPING IN HIS LAP ON THE WAY HOME. SHE STILL HAS THE PLUSH STUFFED LOON THAT HE GAVE TO HER SHORTLY AFTERWARDS AND THAT SHE USED TO ALWAYS SLEEP WITH.

JULIE:  AT ONE POINT ON YOUR HONEYMOON TRIP THROUGH ILLINOIS, ALEX CONFIDED IN ME THAT HE HAD NEVER BEEN HAPPIER AND FELT HE WAS SO LUCKY TO HAVE YOU AS HIS WIFE.

I FEEL FORTUNATE TO HAVE KNOWN ALEX AS A FRIEND AND AM HUMBLED BY THE FACT THAT HE FELT I HAD SOME IMPACT ON HIS LIFE.  I AM PROUD OF HIM AS A MAN.

ANN, WOODY:  I WOULD HAVE BEEN PROUD TO HAD HAD ALEX AS MY SON, AS I AM SURE YOU ARE.

ALEX WILL BE REMEMBERED. THERE WILL BE TIMES THAT I WILL WATCH A RED-TAIL HAWK SOAR, ENJOY A SUNSET, A SNOWY MORNING OR A STARRY NIGHT THAT I WILL RECALL A VERY SPECIAL YOUNG MAN WHO LEFT US ALL TO SOON.

MIKE.

 

ALEX WAS KILLED BY A DRUNK DRIVER ON HIS WAY TO WORK.
HOW UNJUST.

JOHN.


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Isobel Curry MacMillan Christie Tracy ❀ Visitors & Flowers

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Rollinsa448@aol.com
09 October, 2013
Happy 81st birthday, Isobel. I’m sure if you were here today, you and I would be having lots of fun. Nevertheless, we will meet again and pick up where we left off in happier days. I love you, dear Isobel.


May 02, 2003
Gillian, if you visit this site, I do hope you contact me. I miss you.
Love, Anne


Auntiana (Auntiana@aol.com)
09 October, 1999
Although you’re gone 26 years now, and today is your 67th birthday, I think of you often. Did you know that Dick passed away a couple of years ago, was cremated and his ashes strewn over San Francisco Bay? Happy Birthday in Heaven, my dear friend Isobel.


16 January, 1998
Isobel, here it is the anniversary of the eve of your death in 1973. I think of you often and only wish you could have lived longer — you were so vital to this world (and especially to New York!). I do wish your daughter would pay a visit to you and not be mad at me for my choice of words and picture. Maybe one day….
Love, Anne

Isobel Curry MacMillan Christie Tracy ✵ 1932-1973

Isobel Curry MacMillan Christie Tracy

Name at birth:  Isobel Curry MacMillan Christie
Date of birth:  09/10/32
Place of birth:  Glasgow, Scotland
Date of death:  17/01/73
Place of death:  Glasgow, Scotland
Resting place:  Scotland
Submitted by:  Anne Rollins   (Auntiana@aol.com)

 

 

Isobel, my best friend, arrived in the USA by herself when she was 18 years old. I met her at Schrafft’s restaurant chain where we both worked in New York City. She was the extrovert in the friendship and brought out the best in me. She was beautiful, funny and thoughtful (and a great dancer) and was loved by all of us. She loved living in Manhattan. Isobel married Dick Tracy who adored her even though they ultimately divorced. Sometimes in an instant flash I want to pick up the telephone and call her. Hopefully, she’ll get this message in Heaven. Isobel is missed.


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