Ambrea Dawn Scott

My friendship with you was no ordinary friendship. If we werent out partying, we were fighting. Even after all the fights we still ended up best friends. I wouldnt change anything in our past only that day before you left us, I would have stayed longer and visited, still today i regret leaving your house. I do love you like a sister, and miss you everyday. I remember us making up dances when we were younger, and sneaking out of your bed room window, as well as other memories that will stay between the two of us! I will rememer all our memories and when the day comes for us to meet again we can reminisce.



Love you
Cecily and Bri

Boogie I remember  a lot  of memories about you and I miss you very much. You are my very best aunt and I love you very much. I remember when you would watch cartoons with Colby and me.  Everybody misses you very  much. I remember when you taught me that apple bottom jeans dance, you can dance very good and you sang very good.  Boogie has been dead for 2yrs, I wish you were here. Grandma is taking care of Colby, very much.

                                                                    

                                                                             Love Your Niece, Wittle

                                                                                            

I dreamed of you tonight... or I think it was a dream...  maybe it was a memory. 

You were a child again, 7 or 8 years old, and we were swimming at a large swimming pool like the one I took you and Katelyn to at the "fun Dome" in St Louis.  You were sliding down the big slide and laughing.  You dived from the biggest diving board and went very deep and I jumped in after you as if to save you.  I grabbed your hand to pull you up... but I think you pulled me up instead.  We popped up out of the water at the edge of the pool and we talked.  I asked you if this is where you go when you are bored and you said "Yeah". 

I hugged you and hugged you.

I told you I love you over and over again.

You were happy and I was happy...

And then I woke up and cried.

When you were a little girl, you were scared of the big slide but you loved the water.  You couldn't swim back then.  I wonder.. did you ever learn to swim?  I see the photo of you with your son at Lake Wappapello and I have to assume you did. 

Thank you for the dream.  It was warm and sweet and special.  Hope to see you again soon.

I love you.  I miss you.

Aunt Joan

Me and Boogie was really great friends when she lived in Portageville and we still talked when when she moved to Quilin. I knew everytime

I would talk to Ambrea she would tell me something that was going to make me laugh so hard she was so very sweet. And I know she was a great person,mother &daughter.I just wish I would of known sooner.

I will always remember you.

I remember Ambrea used to call her grandpa "Paw-paw Cracker" because his butt-crack was always showing.

Her grandpa misses her so much.  I have never seen him this torn up over anything...  I mean.. when mom died Dad had a hard time... but nothing like this.  He still can't talk about her for long without tearing up.

Life is strange...  all of the "Why"s and "What for"s that can never be answered.  Why do thing happen?  Because they happen.  There is no rhyme or reason to any of it.  We are like particles of sand in a hurricane.. loosely clinging to one another and hoping the ones we love don't get needlessly ripped away from us.

We should all cling a little tighter.  We are all we have.

I remember Amber and Niki jumping on a huge tractor tire tube in their back yard in Steele...  I remember them playing with toys in mom's living room floor... 

I remember when she was with me one summer... we were having summer activities with the boys... Amber wanted to play too so she got involved in a tug-of-war contest between two cottages of boys.  Twelve teenage boys on each side... and a little 8 year old girl right in there with them... pulling with all her might.

She wouldn't go around the boys unsless I was with her.  That was MY rule though... not hers.  She wasn't a bit intimidate by those boys. 

She had a crush on one of the boys.. Justus Sennet.   Good looking blond, blue-eyed jock guy who thought of her as his little sister...

"Justus Justus Justus" was all I heard from her for a couple years.

I baby sat Amber and her sister Nicki. They were both younger than my oldest two daughters and were always so easy to take care of. Both were quiet. The thing that I most remember about Amber, which by the way I always called Boogie, were her eyes. She had the most gorgeous puppy dog eyes and would melt a glacier. That little girl will always be missed by my family and myself.

I remember the look on Amber's face the first time she saw that she had her own room at my house.

She was 6 years old and it was the first time she was going to be staying more than a few days with me.  I picked her up at school on her last day before summer break.  On the three hour drive up to Black. where I used to live, I jokingly told her she would have to sleep on the sofa.  That didn't seem to bother her at all. 

In truth I had spent the better part of the last week decorating our 2nd little bedroom just for her.  I converted it from an office / storage room to a little girls paradise complete with a bed with her name on it in puff-paint, horsey wall-border, dolls and stuffed animals and a small jogging trampoline that was just the right size for her.

When we arrived at the house I told her to place her little luggage inside the closet and pointed to the closed door of the room.  I sneaked into the hallway to see what would happen.  When she opened the door her eyes grew as big as saucers and she shouted. "JOAN!  I DO TOO HAVE A BEDROOM!"  I walked up behind her laughing and she turned around with this huge cheesy grin on her face... a smile that I am sure is familiar to anyone who ever met her.

I will always remember her that way...  happy and laughing and smiling. 

Sleep tight little sweetie.