Memorial Guest Book

      Unreal City,
Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
I had not thought death had undone so many.
   -- T. S. Eliot, 1888 - 1965

How often are we to die before we go quite off this
stage? In every friend we lose a part of ourselves, and
the best part.
   -- Alexander Pope, 1688 - 1744

There are 3 kinds of people in the world: there are those who make things
happen, there are those who watch things happen, and there are those who
wonder, What Happened?!
Barb Monroe made things happen!
Barb was cheerful, kind, generous, thoughtful, bright, witty and tirelessly
SELFLESS and she brought all these qualities to bear to make things happen
for those around her. Sometimes we her helped her, sometimes we watched
her, and often we wondered how she did it. She had the gift of seeing the
Good in people and chose to overlooked their failings. Barb was a source of
joy, a pillar of emotional strength, and a large part of the "glue" that helped
bind us all together.
She will be lovingly remembered and deeply missed by us all!

No person is an Island, entire of it selfe; every one is a piece of the Continent, a part of the main[land]; if a Clod be washed away by the Sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a Promontorie were, as well as if a Manor of thy friends or of thine own were; any persons death diminishes me, because I am involved in Humankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.
John Donne, 16th century English poet

Barb, you were an inspiration to all that knew you! You were an exceptional nurse and teacher, we will sorely miss you.

The knowing of Barb has not ended. The continued knowing is over. But the knowing continues.

And my love for you will fly each night on the edge of an angel's wing. Godspeed. Sweet dreams.

Barbara, I have never met you or even been to the state of Arizona before.. but you are in my prayers. -E.D. in MI

Barb, you were a fantastic and inspirational instructor. You are the kind of nurse that I can only hope to become. I remember you the day that you held my grandson, Johnnie, while I was busy with the Sunnyside students. You had such a look of joy on your face as you carried him around to the other instructors and how Robin guessed his age almost to the day, even though he was big for his age. I will always remember you and am truly sorry that I will never be able to talk to you again. Yours truly, Cori Jacobs

A life well-lived doesn't end
anymore than music ends...
it echoes through time
with whispers of beauty and grace...
If we listen,
we can hear the encore with our hearts,
for the song plays on,
just as love lives on.
John Duzy and Shirley Rios

Aunt Barb~
I will miss you! I'm really thankful that I got to see you this summer, but it's sad to know that those will be my last memories of you! Thank you for, as always, making them awesome! I will miss you and Polly painting everyone's fingernails, even Tyson's! I will miss all the card games that we used to play! but most of all i will miss just sitting on the couch, watching t.v., and cuddling! you always made me feel welcome, even when it was just the adults! and you always had time for me! thank you!
Nicole Hoague

Dear Barb
You were a good friend for 15 years, from Casa Grande to Tucson and UMC. You were a role model and someone I could always depend on to be honest and forthright. I can't tell you how many times this past week I've thought, "I'll have to ask Barb about that". Each time I provide patient care, I think "How would Barb do this?" I can't believe you're gone. I miss you but know I'll see you again some day.
Hugs, Diane Walters, RN

Barb, we already miss you. You and I were almost office-mates but we found out soon that we both loved to talk to each other too much. You always had a greeting and a smile no matter how busy you were! You will always be remembered and noone else will ever fill the corner of my heart where you reside.

Barb, what can I say.. I will miss you and your smile, laugh and caring ways...Let alone all the great teaching and mentoring you did so naturally...ACLS will never be the same...your friend always...franb

Aunt Barb, Where do I begin? I remember playing with your stethoscope in grandma and grandpa's living room on the farm. Back then it was a toy and now it is a tool that I use daily as a fellow RN. You were the only family member I had that I could talk nursing to. I think back at what made me want to be a nurse and I think of playing with your stethoscope. I am so happy that I got to see you in July. Who would have thought it would have been the last time? I am happy that it is a good memory. You got to see Payton and that makes me smile. We read the books that you sent to her all the time. "The Three Little Javelinas" cracks me up. Just as it probably did you also. You will forever hold a place in my heart. Heaven is a better place with you there...Love, Bobbie Sue

I missed the pleasure of knowing you in person but we feel are connected by our to teach others to find the joy and compassion available as a nurse. Our profession is known for giving and I am sorry that you had to give your life in pursuit of this goal.
DR, Seattle

Barbara, we only had a one time encounter with you and Don at the Sabino Cycles Christmas dinner a couple of years ago. Our hearts and prayers are with you and Don. So sorry we didn't get a second chance encounter........
Joe(Pancho)& Carol Rodriguez

Although I never knew you, as a fellow nurse educator I want to say you were a hero!

Something To Someone
I don't wish to be
Everything to Everyone
But I would like to be
Something to Someone

For while some people have
A shoulder to cry on
It is the destiny of others
That they must cry alone

We should always remember
- To themselves
No one is just another person

Touch gently the Life
Of your fellow man
For the human heart
Shapes as easily
As clay upon
The potter's wheel

Our path is a little clearer
Our steps are a little lighter
And we appear a little taller
When we walk beside
Someone we Love

The pain we feel
When someone leaves our life
Is in direct proportion
To the joy they bring
While a part of our life
For a few moments
In my Life
You made me feel
As if I truly meant
Something to Someone
- Javan
Barb-you touched many lives, and meant something to all those you touched.

We all learned so much from you. Critical care was so scary, and you knew we were just terrified coming into 4th semester. But you calmed us down and did everything you could to get us through that rotation. You are a model nurse and educator. You are what every nurse aspires to be...intelligent, caring, and eager to teach others. We will keep your bright light shining by being the best nurses we can be. We will always feel your presence... We love you.

To Barb's family:

I do not know you, nor did I know Barb.

But I send my deepest sympathy and condolensces to you and to the families of the other two women. These three incredible women will live on in the hearts of the patients and students that they have touched over the years.

The rest of us will ensure they live on by continuing the tradition of excellence in their life's love and work- nursing.

an RN in Ann Arbor, MI

Memories of your warm personality and wonderful sense of humor will remain with us all as we reflect on the difference you made in so many lives.
Bill Hanson

Barb, As a member of our Tucson Nurses Week Foundation Board of Directors, you gave so much just as you have to your family, your church, UMC, AACN, many other activities you "volunteered" for and the community of nurses you have been so instrumental in guiding. In 1999, I had the pleasure of recognizing you as one of Tucson's "Fabulous 50" nurses and, if there is one word to sum up the live you've lived so fully but way too briefly, it will always be FABULOUS!
Dave Przestrzelski
Tucson Nurses Week Foundation

To laugh often and love much; to win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children, to earn the approbation of honest critics; to appreciate beauty; to give of one's self, to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived--that is to have succeeded. Emerson

As a Canadian nurse educator, I am so saddeded by this tragedy within our profession. At our staff meeting last week, we stopped for a moment to think about our three fallen colleagues in Arizona and the many contributions they made to the nursing profession and to a host of nursing students. We are with you in solidarity for all that is good.

Lynne Young RN PhD
University of Victoria
Vancouver BC Canada

May Barb be blessed.
Shanti, Shanti, Shanti

Barb: Steve and I will miss you and your smiling face. I remember how you invited us for the hoildays when you really didn't know us...just thru Polly. You and Don made us feel like family and I hope that you both feel this way about us. We will miss you but we know you're just a wing and a prayer away! Love, Mary & Steve

Barb---When we last saw you at Johns, we enjoyed our visit and will treasure our last hugs of goodby with you. Norma and Jerry Karaus

Barb---When we last saw you at Johns, we enjoyed our visit and will treasure our last hugs of goodby with you. Norma and Jerry Karaus

Barb, thank you for being you.

Barb- You were the best aunt anyone could ever ask for. I love you and miss you.

Aunt Barb, Many memories of you flood my brain. Memories from when you taught me how to swim when I was 5 years old to when you helped me find the perfect duffle bag as I journied off to college. Because of you, I wanted to better myself. You are my inspiration and the wind beneath my wings. I love you so much and my memories will never fade. Thank you for everything over the years, I will miss you! Love your neice, Hannah Marie

Barb was my sister-in-law and her loss is felt in so many ways....not just as family, but as a friend. She touched all our lives and hearts, and it is so hard to think of her as gone. I will miss her wonderful laugh and the way she treated my daughters like they were her own. Saying that she will be missed is such an understatement! But that is all the words there are. Take the example of Don and to each other about life, death, love and love's ending. Forever in our hearts, Cindy (Don's sister)

Barb-Thank you for your wisdom, your intelligence, your kindness, and most of all, your love. You are a true inspiration to me and to others. Your wonderful smile and hilarious laugh are memories I will carry with me forever. I love you!

My Tribute to Barb

"Itís not the years in your life that count, but the life in those years." That quote came to me from Barbís cousin Kathleen when she was dying of cancer. She was another woman from Barbís clan whom I loved and had great affection for and who is now, Iím sure, embracing Barb in the "other life."
Barb was the epitome of that quote, and from its perspective a happy six-year-old. An image that captures that idea hangs above Barb and Donís fireplace, aphoto illustration by Mary Wahlquist of a little girl with a book bag (it reminds me of a briefcase or doctorís bag). Barb happily skipping along with a bike in the background (Don at work in the shop J ).
Barb was all about joy and connection. In this sense she was gifted, fearless, never afraid to reach out. From the day I met Barb I felt an inexplicable connection to her. She reached out to me, vis a vis Jonathan, welcoming me into her circle of friends. She had already met and was just beginning a relationship with Don. I remember the day she brought him to Mankato to meet us and we went for a hike along the river out at Minneopa State Park. It was a beautiful crimson fall day. I fell in love with Don that day, too.
Last spring I sent Barb an email suggesting that El Tour de Tucson XX might be a great opportunity to get everyone together again in Tucson, considering that the last time many of us had been together was at Johnís in Seattle several years back. I asked her to forward it on to Jonathan as well as Barb and Tim and anyone else she could think of. I also sent one to John and Pam. Barb emailed me back that it was great idea except she wouldnít be riding. "I havenít been on a bike for a long time, so Iím not interested. Classic Barb, she always cut to the chase. But, she added, it would be great to see everyone in the fall. Joy. So here we are ó not exactly the get-together I envisioned.
My connection with Barb wasnít always an easy one. My version was that the Norwegian in her demanded that she carefully consider each self revelation, though she would have easily flashed her Christmas undies if prompted. Indeed, Barb was both a thoughtful leader and an inveterate goofball. I was the opposite, desperate to express my feelings and perpetually forgetting the punch line to the jokes I tried to tell.
Several months after I learned I was pregnant in 1999 at age 41, Barb sent a congratulatory e-note. I wrote back telling her how overwhelmed I was. Diagnosed with lupus since 1994, I was having hard time not only envisioning myself as a mother but struggling with my health. I wrote back that I was worried I wouldnít be a good mom. Iím too old, I complained, completely devoid of maternal instincts. Barb blasted back a quick terse note: "Count your blessings ó youíll do just fine." She always was my "Snap to It" friend. I both loved and struggled with that part of her. But for some reason, this time, it was exactly what I needed to hear, and I celebrated her and her message, knowing it came straight from the heart.
Just over a year ago, I was in Tucson visiting when my son was bitten in the face by a dog. Sam, who was just about to turn two, had already had two ER visits and was suffering from an extremely high temperature (my choice not to use prophylactic antibiotics. Barb didnít agree with my decision but she invited me to bring him over to her and Donís for the night. That was really the first time I saw Barb, the nurse, or more accurately, the angel of mercy, in action. She filled a bath and cooed to him as he lay nearly lifeless in her tub. Overnight, he improved and crawled out of bed to find Barb and her toys. She pulled out the stash and played with him on the floor, giving me a much-needed break. Before we left later that day, she made him pick up every toy and put them back in the box, all the while bemoaning parents who let their kidsí toys take over their homes.
"Guilty as charged," I thought, and, today, Sam has Barb to thank for his very own playroom.
Maybe thatís why Sam still remembers Barb. Children, I think, are the best judges of character. May be that canít put names on words like compassion or joy, but Sam knows a good soul when he sees one. When I explained that Barb had died and that I was going to see Don and help him celebrate Barbís life, he asked me if she would need help getting up in the sky to heaven. No, I told him, "she earned her wings a long time ago, Sam."
Indeed, Barb did many good deeds by stealth. She never advertised the fact that she helped so many people in so many different ways. She never talked about her numerous acts of kindness. Yet, I believe that almost everyone who has known her has in some way been on the receiving end of her love and kindness.
Today, we mourn Barbís departure from this life. Don and her family will, of course, miss her most. I know they can take comfort in the fact that so many others will miss her too, for many different reasons. Barbís family knew she was well respected and loved, and it is gratifying to see how many others will genuinely miss her too.
I will miss most her steadfast friendship, especially her capacity to take each of as we are, never judging our decisions or actions, even if she was sometimes dismayed or frustrated with us. Friends like Barb don't happen often in a lifetime. She showed me that itís not the years that make us wiser or happy, but the life that spreads the wisdom and joy.
Jo Ostgarden

Note: Having been told to hone this to three lines for the memorial service, I did what any good writer does when told to edit: I decided not to offer it and then, of course, I added to it when offered a chance to post it here! Jo

FAC loves you Barb.

Barb was that beautiful silvery thread of caring and laughter who bound us all together in loving joy. She and I had a talk about nursing recently. She knew her path, lived her passion and spoke her truth. She ascended in full flower. No wonder we can only see her smiling and dancing! With a hey-nah-nahnee and a ha-cha-cha....... Blessings, Sue

Barb: I only knew you as Sally's friend and a member of FAC. The last time I saw you was at a hat making party at Sally's house last spring, and I will remember you as you were that day: silly along with the rest of us; enjoying the companionship of some women friends. What happened to you fills us all with horror. Dottie in Albuquerque.

"Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Pray, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was, let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was; there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight: I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. All is well."

Henry Scott Holland
Canon of London's St. Paul's Cathedral around the turn of the century

To my favorite cousin Barb,
All throughout my childhood, my father's announcement that we were going to Minnesota to visit the Storry clan filled me with excitement. I just couldn't wait to see my kooky cousin Barb, to spend our days at the Madison pool or at Grandma's eating peaches and cream with lots of sugar. All of the grown ups, as soon as they saw you running in and out, would shake their heads, smile, and say, "That Barb. She's such a character." And you were. You made us all smile and laugh from the time you were a kid. I will miss you and your laughter.
Donna Storry Kolodziej, your Massachusetts cousin

I learned so much from you! You are a model nurse and instructor! You made us all feel confident in the clinical setting and gave us the encouragement we needed to get through the critical care rotation. You will always be in our hearts as we aspire to be the best nurse...intelligent and caring, and have the willingness to help and teach others...just as you. We will miss you! You are forever in our hearts!

i did not know barb i know barb's wonderful mother
i found in my daily book something i would like to share
1. by an act of will, open your heart, your arms and the door of your home to the love of god pouring to you through friends. isolating yourself will compound your grief and delay healing.
2. since grief is a real wound in the human spirit, know that our resurrected Lord is still the greatest physician to the human spirit. therefore, unabashedly pour out to Him all your questions, your fears even your anger. don't be afraid of offending Him by rough words"what He wants from us is complete honesty.
3. do not allow yourself to go the "what if?" route, a temptation to every bereaved person... the "what if?" route is a dead end that only heaps on remorse.
4. read and saturate yourself in the comfort and wisdom from God's word. Love to all of Barb's family
cindy were the best teacher, we loved your lectures and I have 4 of them on tape. I am so glad that we were lucky enough to recieve your very last perfusion lectures. We miss you so bad. We are so sorry that we could not save you. We love you Barb. We miss you more than we can say with words. Love, Your 4th semester class.

I want to thank all of you who have taken the time out to either send a picture or write a note about Barb. I am Barb's sister Ann. It's been a comfort to know I can come here and visit her, hear wonderful stories about her, and somehow keep her alive. The longer time passes, the more incredible it is to me that she is gone. I am amazed by the outpouring of love for her. But I shouldn't be, should I. For the students, especially those in the classroom that day, please, please know that my families prayers are with you. I can only imagine the horror of that day. Don't feel that you could have done anything to save her or the others. God called her home that day, our loss-his gain. Thank you again for this wonderful tribute to my sister.

I never knew Barb, but I do know her sister Ann. From what I know of Ann, Barb must have been an amazing person.
Ijust want Barb's Family, Friends, co-works and students to know my thoughts and prayers are with you. CF/ACGC

My Dear Barb:

My Mother will miss making Thai food for you. We will always remember how much you enjoy sticky rice cooked with coconut milk and sugar then topped with egg custard that you like so much. She said now she won't be able to make that dessert for you anymore. She looked sad and weary. Ten more years have been added to that wrinkled face.

How about me? How much do I need to endure? How long do I have to endure? Last year I lost my dear and only daughter to a drunk driver, this year I lost my dear friend to a brutal murderer. How much more do I have to endure?

I hope you and Chandra find one another so you can comfort one another.

Your Friend,
Piya Shult.

I can still hear Barb's voice and some of the phrases she liked to use. Her deep-throated laughter, the really uninhibited, truly open kind, is in my thoughts often. I'll never forget that voice, that joy of living, that love of all things silly. I said to my husband, just today, that I refused to be thrown into a pit of despair by Barb's death. I don't understand it, can't find a comfortable reason for, and don't want to at this time. What I do know is that Barb knew the importance of living life to the fullest. She understood completely that we, as vital human beings, have lives to lead, people to know, goals to meet, points to ponder, acitivities to enjoy, and more happiness and sorrow to endure in our lives. I know she would want us to persevere, in spite of this inexplicable tragedy and that she is out there, in the universe somewhere, smiling, laughing, and crying with us. I choose life in its most glorious of moments and I plan to live it to its fullest every minute of the day, from now on. This is what Barb would have wanted for all who loved her. Mary

Coming soon to stores everywhere, products stamped: WWBD (What Would Barb Do?). She was a role model for how people should treat one another.

I have been struggling with your death...both as my 'contemporary' (hah! I have so much more to learn) and my educator. It is truly the first time I have felt unable to 'forgive', feeling only 'contempt', at best. If you had said, "Hey, ya know, there is a new study that shows that cardiac patients buried up to thier neck in cow poop have remarkable recovery rates!" I would have belived it and said, "WOW, really?!?!?!" and been out shoeveling cow pies the next day. I would have believed anything you said as FACT. It is this belief that leads me to believe that if this @#$#W@#$@ asked you if you were ready to meet your maker and you replied "yes" (not WANT, but READY...please understand the difference)that you MEANT it. I am sorry for what the world will miss without you in it, there are so many who are missing out. Thank you for all the lessons and humor and all the things you added to my life, education and career. You are one of the people who remind me that we do make a difference. Most respectfully and thankfully, D2

I worked in critical care with Barb in Dubuque, Iowa and again in Madison, Wisconsin. We were colleagues and exceptional friends for many, many years. Our standing joke was that she and Don always kept "following me around" as I moved from city to city. Now Barb has gone on to the next place without me. I expect that she will have it "shaped up" for when it is my turn. God bless you. Your life filled so many of us with joy. We will miss you...until we see you again.
Kay Scharn - Eau Claire, Wisconsin

Barb, you will be forever missed!

You and Don truly loved one another, our hearts hurt for Don. R&R

I was very sad to get Jonathan and Mary's Christmas letter and get this tragic news. I knew Barb a little from Mankato with my days with Jonathan, Tim, Barb Z and many others. She was one of the great people that my very good friend Jonathan introduced me to. The picture you selected for the Home page shows the smile she always displayed. This is a wonderful website and tribute. May God bless and help her family through this. Ron and Rita, Sleepy Eye, MN.

I was in such disbelief when I read the article about what had happened to Barb and the others. I was passing through Casa Grande visiting my children when I saw the story. I couldn't believe what I was reading. Not Barb...she was so alive! I hadn't seen her since I moved from Casa Grande in 1994 but I would never forget her. She was not only my instructor but later a co-worker. She is the reason I became a critical care nurse....I was thinking about labor and delivery and she steered me away telling me I had what it takes to be a critical nurse. She made me feel like I could do anything. I never saw her grumpy. She was always so positive. What a beautiful person she was. I will always be thankful to her for her encouragement. She was the nurse I always wanted to be. No one was left untouched by her love. My heart goes out to you Don living without her. You are in my prayers. Kelley Armendariz(Martinez)RN

February 10th, 2003
Happy Birthday, Barb! I'm sure there are tons of chocolate cake in Heaven, not to mention lots and lots of balloons and party hats. And thank you, again, for all the gifts of love and caring you gave. They have not been forgotten.

Happy Birthday Barb! I'm still going to sing to you our "Lounge Lizard" version of Happy Birthday. I miss you every day. Alan

Pete, Ray and I Tyson will keep you and Don in our prayers.
love, Tyson MOnroe

6 months you've been gone...6 months you've been in so many hearts. I miss you so. Polly

Its been 6 months and doesn't feel like it. I along with a lot of other people are still thinking of you, everyday. Miss you so much. Hannah

Memorial Day 2003
One year ago, we were sitting under a tree and laughing about nothing. I miss nothing so very much! But the feeling remains in my heart, and laughter is always on the tip of my tongue, just a thought of you away. Your chair is still here, in your favorite spot with a wee bottle of champagne bubbles, should you need a rest in your journeys.
Love always,

Although the event has passed a while ago, I am still seeing Barb, fresh and smiling and alive in my dreams, in my heart and watching over our souls. Blessings to all.......Sue

I love you and miss you every day Barbie.

Even though it has almost been a year, I can still see your big smile everyday. I feel you with my everday. Love you and miss you.

I did not know Barb Monroe or even her name until 28 Oct 2002. In the time since I feel I have come to know her and Cheryl well and appreciate how much loss has happened.
God be with you.
Phil Rogers (husband of Robin Rogers)

tommorow it will be 1 year since you have passed.i worked with barb at umc for 3 years. she always picked up my spirits on heavy days. the last time i saw her was at northwest in icu with her students. she carried over into this role the spirit and eagerness she had for all of nursing. she truely loved all aspects of nursing.
i thank god for allowing me to have met her and to have shared apart of her life. we can all take and carry on her happiness and the love of nursing. life is too precious to just sit and wait.
teri shipp Rn

Barb, when you first joined our CGRMC family we realized what a great nurse you were and when you went on the MS bike ride we applauded you. You fit in with us with your kooky antics and made us all laugh. Now you are soaring with the Angels.

I didn't know you, you didn't know me.. I read your Rules of Life, printed this past week in the paper and I just had to print and share your it with my friends and family so you can keep touching others lives.....Diane

Barb's rules for life.
Do something to embarass yourself
Laugh-laugh at yourself
Smile more
Say hello
Be more tolerant
Care more about others, less about yourself
Say kind things about others
Teach-it's not restricted to the classroom
Live life to the fullest
Find alot of time to play
Help someone without conditions
Be yourself
Allow others to do the same
Carry on

We still think about you every day Barb. I love you and I miss you. Living by your Rules of Life keeps you with me every day.

Happy Birthday Barb! I'm singing our lounge lizard version for you again... I miss you so much...Alan

Hugs, kisses, bubbles, and cake, Barb Sweetie!
Thank you for being with us for awhile, and for making all of the lives you touched so much richer. We were, all of us, so blessed to be in the world at the same time as you were!
I miss you every day.

Happy Birthday Auntie Barbie! I love you and miss you! Claire

Happy Birthday Barb. We all miss you so much. I hope everyone up there knows how lucky they are. Love forever, Ann

Happy Happy Birthday Barb! Love and miss you everyday! Jessie

Still think about you everyday Barb. miss you so much

Tyson Monroe
Barb was my aunt and me and my entire family will miss her forever. I love you Aunt Barb!!

Hi Aunt Barb!!
Just wanted to say hello. I remember when i heard what had happened to you. And just to think... I was sitting on the toilet!! I will never forget all the times you painted my nails. One time i really remember is in 3rd grade i had you do them blue and then everyone teased me at school. All i said was "i dont care! My aunt Barb did them" I will never forget all the hours you spent with me and all my cousins. Tickling us, telling us jokes and talking to us as we were your best friends! :) Even though you are gone i still think about you often. I had a dream the other day i died and came to heaven and you and Great Grandpa Henry were there and you were best friends with god!! Don still thinks about you and gave everybody your favorite game for christmas... Bop It

well i better let you get back to whatever you are doing!

Your Nephew,
Tyson Peter Monroe

Hi Auntie Barbie! I am writing a paper right now that makes me think about you all the time. I will never forget all the great memories I have of you; canoeing on Lake Calhoun, going to Mexico, playing dominoes with the whole family, singing Bohemian Rhapsody with my dad, getting those strange Christmas presents from you, seeing you in those cactus moo-moos, and so much more. We all miss you more than you know and think about you everyday. I love you.

miss you

A day never goes by without us all missing you. Love you.

Hi Barb. Today is a tough day. I miss you very much. I love you. Alan

Even though we think back on this day with sadness, happy memories of you still fill us Barb. We all miss you so much. I love you. Claire

Miss you everyday!

Happy 48th birthday. Love you always.

Barb, Happy Birthday. Love you and miss you. Alan

Happy belated birthday Barb! Love you!

Hello Warehouse Angel - I miss you always! Take care of my sister. The two of you are probably singing to the little ones. Love always, PT

Dah-link! Another SC Blues Festival weekend with you in our hearts, as the memories of all the dancing, singing, and laughing bring you to us. Your handy-work will be seen and felt forever. You still rock my world!

how does it happen that you have been away for nearly 3 years!!!??? I miss you.

I can't believe your getting spammed, Barb.
Been thinking about you. Love you.

Always thinking about you Barb. Love you and miss you.

It is hard to believe that three years have passed. As I still try to forget what I saw that day, I will never forget your strength and grace. You were an amazing teacher and an inspiration to all. I was blessed to have you as an instructor. Even though I only knew you a short time you have touched my life and career forever.

I want to thank you for sharing Christmas with us. Even though you are physically gone, your spirit lives on in those still here. I love you and miss you everyday.

2/10/06 - Barb, Happy 49th Birthday. I'll be singing to you today. I miss you and love you. Alan

Happy Birthday Barb! Love you and miss you! Claire

Happy belated birthday Barbie. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. Love you always and forever. Ann

Hi Barb...I am writing a paper for one of my classes on gun control and is very difficult to do. The only way that I am getting through it is because I know you are up in heaven helping me and that I in turn am helping someone else (something that you would have done and are doing everyday). I think of you everyday and miss you tremendously. Love you. Hannah Marie

10/28/06: Today is the anniversary of your new life. I wanted to let you know that I am thinking of you today, and each and every day! I love you and miss you!! Love, Hannah Marie

Hi Auntie Barbie, we are all thinking of you a lot today. Thanks for all the memories! Miss you and love you! Love, Claire



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