|Pismo Beach 1988|
|This is how I remember Alicea|
|Spring Break Adventure 1988|
She left college before the end of our freshman year and we drifted apart. Time, distance, life all got in the way as they do and I mainly heard news through my dad. Much like the news that she had died. It makes me sad that I didn't make more of an effort to keep in touch. It makes me sad that we let life get in the way. It makes me sad to realize that she's no longer in this world and my heart breaks for her mother and my dad because I know that no matter how old they are, the death of your child can't be anything but devastating. I hope that Alicea has found herself in a place where she is healthy and happy, surrounded by cats with one hell of a kitchen!
She will be missed.