Missy always wanted to party and go to rock concerts. I think we went to ever concert there was her favorite was Def Lepperard she had posters all over her room and in school she would draw there name everywhere she could. Missy did have a very unstable life her mom married four times and she had three very older brothers by about ten or more years apart. and her dad married a women that was very strict and very nosie so her parents were not there for her. She was always at my house she was treated like everyone else in my family. missy did get into drugs to help take some of the pain a way. she always felt alone and lost. After high school we stayed together until after i got married, then she just disappared and she would pop up out of the blue at my house she would stay for a day or two. one of the last times she came to see me she told me she was getting married and asked me to be her maid of honer we picked out her wedding dress and the bridesmates dresses and we had bought them and planned where she was going to say i do. she picked out the old park at the thired bridge she was off drugs at that time i have never seened her so happy in my life she was so truly in love. Six months before the wedding the two of them were in a motorcycle accident he pasted away and she had injuries to her back arm and leg after that she was never the same she went back to her old ways. over the next year and a half she was in to more accidents she was not driving and she injured her back. The pain became unbearable she had five different surgeries the scare tissue around her lower spinal cord put her in soo much pain she could not work alot of walk alot of the time because the pain. she couldnt even go to the bathroom with out screaming and crying. It took along time to find a pain doctor that would help her. She move up to Greenbay in to a pain management program she lived in a one bedroom apartment an had two wounderful dogs one was a very small and the other was a retaired german sherperd that use to work as a drug enforcement police dog. The day she pased away was the worsted day of her life she had to go to the bathroom soo bad but she couldnt push she was crying and screaming so she deiceded to take half of one of the pain pills. she thought it would help with the pain and help to go to the bathroom, but the only problem was that the pain pills she was taking were for long lasting pain and if you break them in half you get the full amount right away, missy didnt know that could happen and so thats when she went to heaven for ever. Missy always had a smile loved to laugh and be with all her friends and she loved you all. I will always miss her laugh her smart ass remarks and her friendship. she will always be with me in my heart.
I moved to Waunakee the summer before 7th grade. Missy lived just a few houses down from me on Woodland Drive and came over and introduced her friendly self. She was the first person in our class that I met. She was funny and always full of energy. Given how close our houses were I spent time at her mom's (and Ron's...hubby number 2 or 3?) and a bit less at her Dad Chip's house in Westport. I recall that they both seemed to love her, but did not always know what to do (in her mom's house Missy's interests in smoking and drinking were ok by the time she was just entering 7th grade--brandy slushes were always in the freezer and Missy was allowed to get herself a treat). Her Dad tried to set more limits and I think that this was hard on Missy and remember her talking about this in tears more than once. I remember that it was important to her not to be a disappointment to her father and that partying was a release for her, but one that caused more tension between them. I actually wrote him a long letter of memories when I heard about Missy passing and we spent some time on the phone the day of her Memorial. He and her mother were devastated. Her father told me that the German Shepherd she had (that Shannon writes about) was extremely loyal and a huge comfort to her, and what led him to figure out something was wrong with Missy. Missy had been in terrible pain and had not returned phones calls from her father or mother for 2 days, but she loved that dog and when her father found she had also missed taking the dog to the vet, he knew something was wrong and called the police to her apartment. The dog refused to let the police into the bathroom where Missy lay. He did not move until Missy's Dad arrived. Her father said the hardest thing was convincing the dog to leave Missy's body.
Things you may or may not know about Missy (although my time with her was limited to before HS ended). It is because of her that I ever got started running. She had a crush on someone who liked to run, so she thought she should try it too. We would get up at 5 am, meet between our houses and go running - actually 2-3 miles off and on for almost 2 years. I still like to run early in the mornings. I second Shannon's Def Leppard observation. Missy loved music, and they were definitely her favorite. She knew all of the drum parts, naturally. She really should have done airband. :-) I don't think I ever saw Missy too tired to do something she wanted. She was a person who got excited about things and usually dedicated a lot of energy to it. It seems that did not change. Her father believed that even if she were in terrible pain she would have crawled with her dog to the vet if she had to. She certainly had the capacity for great resolve and determination. Finally, one of my favorite memories is staying up late watching horror movies at her house. Now, Woodland Drive was very dark, and there was no way I wanted to walk home in the very dark darkness when I was scared out of my wits after one of those movies. I did not even have to ask. Missy would say, "You want me to walk with you?" And we would walk together to the halfway point (talking about all the things that had terrified us in the movie...why did we not realize this was a bad idea?), say goodbye, and then run like hell to our respective houses. That really is one part of her I hope people will remember, Missy was a person who always walked her friends halfway, in the dark, even when terrified.
When I think of Missy warm memories return of times in high school: soaking up the sun was a priority for a summer day while listening to rock music playing on the boom box. No worries just laying back and soaking in the sun on her dad's pier or on a lawn chair in her mom’s backyard. Or driving around Madison in her green Mustang while listening to cassette tapes in the radio. She always had the dirtiest windshield! Or just hanging out at her place talking and listening to music. As others have written Missy struggled with family issues but she alway had a “can do” attitude and did it with that smile of hers. I was with Missy when I met my husband - we were 19 and snuck into a bar with her friend. My husband and I still recall that night every now and then ~ his amazement that we were "only 19 and in a BAR!". That was the last year that I saw Missy. We went our separate ways. I still recall the days of high school fondly with Missy, of times we spent together at her homes, the fun & laughs we shared, the time I met Jeff. She brought joy into my life and may she be resting now in Peace with that wonderful smile of hers.
Scott Park
I recall a nice smile and always willing to talk.Shannon Petrick (Maly)
Missy always wanted to party and go to rock concerts. I think we went to ever concert there was her favorite was Def Lepperard she had posters all over her room and in school she would draw there name everywhere she could.Missy did have a very unstable life her mom married four times and she had three very older brothers by about ten or more years apart. and her dad married a women that was very strict and very nosie so her parents were not there for her. She was always at my house she was treated like everyone else in my family. missy did get into drugs to help take some of the pain a way. she always felt alone and lost. After high school we stayed together until after i got married, then she just disappared and she would pop up out of the blue at my house she would stay for a day or two. one of the last times she came to see me she told me she was getting married and asked me to be her maid of honer we picked out her wedding dress and the bridesmates dresses and we had bought them and planned where she was going to say i do. she picked out the old park at the thired bridge she was off drugs at that time i have never seened her so happy in my life she was so truly in love. Six months before the wedding the two of them were in a motorcycle accident he pasted away and she had injuries to her back arm and leg after that she was never the same she went back to her old ways. over the next year and a half she was in to more accidents she was not driving and she injured her back. The pain became unbearable she had five different surgeries the scare tissue around her lower spinal cord put her in soo much pain she could not work alot of walk alot of the time because the pain. she couldnt even go to the bathroom with out screaming and crying. It took along time to find a pain doctor that would help her. She move up to Greenbay in to a pain management program she lived in a one bedroom apartment an had two wounderful dogs one was a very small and the other was a retaired german sherperd that use to work as a drug enforcement police dog. The day she pased away was the worsted day of her life she had to go to the bathroom soo bad but she couldnt push she was crying and screaming so she deiceded to take half of one of the pain pills. she thought it would help with the pain and help to go to the bathroom, but the only problem was that the pain pills she was taking were for long lasting pain and if you break them in half you get the full amount right away, missy didnt know that could happen and so thats when she went to heaven for ever.
Missy always had a smile loved to laugh and be with all her friends and she loved you all. I will always miss her laugh her smart ass remarks and her friendship. she will always be with me in my heart.
Caroline Hollnagel
I moved to Waunakee the summer before 7th grade. Missy lived just a few houses down from me on Woodland Drive and came over and introduced her friendly self. She was the first person in our class that I met. She was funny and always full of energy. Given how close our houses were I spent time at her mom's (and Ron's...hubby number 2 or 3?) and a bit less at her Dad Chip's house in Westport. I recall that they both seemed to love her, but did not always know what to do (in her mom's house Missy's interests in smoking and drinking were ok by the time she was just entering 7th grade--brandy slushes were always in the freezer and Missy was allowed to get herself a treat). Her Dad tried to set more limits and I think that this was hard on Missy and remember her talking about this in tears more than once. I remember that it was important to her not to be a disappointment to her father and that partying was a release for her, but one that caused more tension between them. I actually wrote him a long letter of memories when I heard about Missy passing and we spent some time on the phone the day of her Memorial. He and her mother were devastated. Her father told me that the German Shepherd she had (that Shannon writes about) was extremely loyal and a huge comfort to her, and what led him to figure out something was wrong with Missy. Missy had been in terrible pain and had not returned phones calls from her father or mother for 2 days, but she loved that dog and when her father found she had also missed taking the dog to the vet, he knew something was wrong and called the police to her apartment. The dog refused to let the police into the bathroom where Missy lay. He did not move until Missy's Dad arrived. Her father said the hardest thing was convincing the dog to leave Missy's body.Things you may or may not know about Missy (although my time with her was limited to before HS ended). It is because of her that I ever got started running. She had a crush on someone who liked to run, so she thought she should try it too. We would get up at 5 am, meet between our houses and go running - actually 2-3 miles off and on for almost 2 years. I still like to run early in the mornings. I second Shannon's Def Leppard observation. Missy loved music, and they were definitely her favorite. She knew all of the drum parts, naturally. She really should have done airband. :-) I don't think I ever saw Missy too tired to do something she wanted. She was a person who got excited about things and usually dedicated a lot of energy to it. It seems that did not change. Her father believed that even if she were in terrible pain she would have crawled with her dog to the vet if she had to. She certainly had the capacity for great resolve and determination. Finally, one of my favorite memories is staying up late watching horror movies at her house. Now, Woodland Drive was very dark, and there was no way I wanted to walk home in the very dark darkness when I was scared out of my wits after one of those movies. I did not even have to ask. Missy would say, "You want me to walk with you?" And we would walk together to the halfway point (talking about all the things that had terrified us in the movie...why did we not realize this was a bad idea?), say goodbye, and then run like hell to our respective houses. That really is one part of her I hope people will remember, Missy was a person who always walked her friends halfway, in the dark, even when terrified.
Lisa Ziegler (Fountain)
When I think of Missy warm memories return of times in high school: soaking up the sun was a priority for a summer day while listening to rock music playing on the boom box. No worries just laying back and soaking in the sun on her dad's pier or on a lawn chair in her mom’s backyard. Or driving around Madison in her green Mustang while listening to cassette tapes in the radio. She always had the dirtiest windshield! Or just hanging out at her place talking and listening to music. As others have written Missy struggled with family issues but she alway had a “can do” attitude and did it with that smile of hers. I was with Missy when I met my husband - we were 19 and snuck into a bar with her friend. My husband and I still recall that night every now and then ~ his amazement that we were "only 19 and in a BAR!". That was the last year that I saw Missy. We went our separate ways. I still recall the days of high school fondly with Missy, of times we spent together at her homes, the fun & laughs we shared, the time I met Jeff. She brought joy into my life and may she be resting now in Peace with that wonderful smile of hers.