I remember Andrea as having a loving, gentle soul, as well as being a beautiful dancer. She was quiet, but always had a kind word for others.
"Once I was asked what the idea of the meaning of life was...and this was my answer...Taking my wallet out of my hip pocket, I fished into a leather billfold and brought out a very small round mirror, about the size of a quarter. And what I said was this "When I was a small child, my father told me a story about the war, "We were very poor and lived in a remote village. One day, on the road, I found the broken pieces of a mirror. A German motorcycle had been wrecked in that place. I tried to find all the pieces and put them together, but it was not possible, so I kept only the largest piece. And by scratching it on a stone I made it round. I began to play with it as a toy and became fascinated by the fact that I could reflect light into dark places where the sun never would shine...in deep holes, crevices, and dark closets. It became a game for me to get light into the most inaccessible places I could find. I kept the little mirror, and as I went about my growing up, I would take it out and continue the challenge of the game. As I became an adult, I grew to understand that this was not just a child's game but a metaphor for what I might do with my life. I came to understand that I am not the light or the source of the light. But light, truth, understanding, knowledge is there, and it will only shine in many dark places if I reflect it. I am a fragment of a mirror whose whole design and shape I do not know. Nevertheless, with what I have I can reflect light into the dark places of this world....into the black places in the hearts of men and change some things in some people. Perhaps others may see and do likewise. This is what I am about. This is the meaning of my life."
And this is exactly what she did while she was here. I remember how tragic it was when I heard of her passing. My prayers continue to go out to her family. She is remembered fondly, and I guess that is the most we can hope for when we pass from this world.
I have fond memories of Andrea. We became friends in grade school. We rode the same bus, went to Mt. Stuart Elementary, and were in ballet, and Campfire together. Andrea and I spent time just being girls. I remember going to her house and petting her horses, playing with her Dalmations and ice skating on their pond. She was sweet, soft spoken, and always respectful of others, she had a gentle soul. Andrea took ballet very serious, and was passionate about being a professional dancer. She was always mastering a new move. She was a GREAT person and a special friend. I hope she is dancing in heaven.
Andrea was a quiet, graceful, intelligent woman who always treated everyone with respect and dignity ... It is sad to see she is no longer with us here ... peaceful wishes to her family and friends
Julie Smith (Kinney)
I remember Andrea as having a loving, gentle soul, as well as being a beautiful dancer. She was quiet, but always had a kind word for others.
"Once I was asked what the idea of the meaning of life was...and this was my answer...Taking my wallet out of my hip pocket, I fished into a leather billfold and brought out a very small round mirror, about the size of a quarter. And what I said was this "When I was a small child, my father told me a story about the war, "We were very poor and lived in a remote village. One day, on the road, I found the broken pieces of a mirror. A German motorcycle had been wrecked in that place. I tried to find all the pieces and put them together, but it was not possible, so I kept only the largest piece. And by scratching it on a stone I made it round. I began to play with it as a toy and became fascinated by the fact that I could reflect light into dark places where the sun never would shine...in deep holes, crevices, and dark closets. It became a game for me to get light into the most inaccessible places I could find. I kept the little mirror, and as I went about my growing up, I would take it out and continue the challenge of the game. As I became an adult, I grew to understand that this was not just a child's game but a metaphor for what I might do with my life. I came to understand that I am not the light or the source of the light. But light, truth, understanding, knowledge is there, and it will only shine in many dark places if I reflect it. I am a fragment of a mirror whose whole design and shape I do not know. Nevertheless, with what I have I can reflect light into the dark places of this world....into the black places in the hearts of men and change some things in some people. Perhaps others may see and do likewise. This is what I am about. This is the meaning of my life."
And this is exactly what she did while she was here. I remember how tragic it was when I heard of her passing. My prayers continue to go out to her family. She is remembered fondly, and I guess that is the most we can hope for when we pass from this world.
Julie Smith Kinney
Dee Ann Yuskoff (Notch)
I am so saddened to read tonight about Andrea's passing. I'll always remember Andrea's quiet gracefullness. I always thought of her that way.
Dance, dance ... dance on above us Andrea.
Cathy Anderson (Foster)
I have fond memories of Andrea. We became friends in grade school. We rode the same bus, went to Mt. Stuart Elementary, and were in ballet, and Campfire together. Andrea and I spent time just being girls. I remember going to her house and petting her horses, playing with her Dalmations and ice skating on their pond. She was sweet, soft spoken, and always respectful of others, she had a gentle soul. Andrea took ballet very serious, and was passionate about being a professional dancer. She was always mastering a new move. She was a GREAT person and a special friend. I hope she is dancing in heaven.
David Bowen
Andrea was a quiet, graceful, intelligent woman who always treated everyone with respect and dignity ... It is sad to see she is no longer with us here ... peaceful wishes to her family and friends