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To Shelley

post #1 of 21
Thread Starter 
I'm afraid we've lost her.
Thank you all for your thoughts, prayers and energies.
The people who touch our lives become a part of us.
They are never lost.
We honor their memory by doing the things we shared together.
She will be with me whenever I ski, forever.

Don't stand by my grave and weep
For I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glint on new fallen snow
I am sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn's rain

When you awaken in morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circle flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night
Do not stand by my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die.


We don't think of death as part of our beautiful sport. Years ago it was an accepted part of auto racing. I'm reminded of what the announcer said after the 1964 Indianapolis 500,where Eddie Sachs and Dave McDonald died tragically in a fire.
"Remember, we're all racing towards death at 365 days per year".

Thank you all for being here.

[ May 08, 2004, 08:09 PM: Message edited by: SLATZ ]
post #2 of 21
These are very sad news.
Prayers to her and her family.
post #3 of 21
That's incredibly sad.
post #4 of 21
proof that bad things can happen to good people-

we just can't think that this will happen to the bright and vivacious kids we share the training hill with- and then it does-

may her family someday find some peace- all of our thoughts are with them, her team mates and coaches and those that had to witness something so unfair-

out for a long run with a few tears- it just isn't right-

thanks for the update SLATZ- bad as it is.

give someone you know a squeeze....

michael
post #5 of 21
Thoughts and prayers from Atomic Ski USA
post #6 of 21
What an absolute shame...my thoughts and prayers are with her family, teammates, coaches and friends.
Slatz, I found that poem for you.
Quote:
“Do Not Stand at my Grave and Weep”

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the mornings hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.


- Author unknown
Another longer version
post #7 of 21
Thread Starter 
Thank you. I just got it from a friend who lost his stepson and printed it. I added "new fallen" I thought it sounded better for skiers.
post #8 of 21
Every year we see these wonderful young skiers come to our local hill. For the last few years they have done their drills on the Coffee run. Routine stuff, basic drills.....

We saw the flight for life helicopter coming from the mountain. Hard to believe that we lost one of those skiers. They worked hard, exuded positive energy, and were a joy ski with. That training camp will never be the same.

Our condolences to their friends and family. Thanks SLATZ, the mid-west keeps turning our remarkable people.

Doug

Bend, Oregon
post #9 of 21
SLATZ

My condolences to you and others who had the priviledge to work with this very talented racer. Unfortunatly, a quick reminder of how quickly bad things can happen. Hope her family, friends and coaches can find support to get through the difficult times.
post #10 of 21
Quote:
Originally Posted by SLATZ
I'm afraid we've lost her.
Thank you all for your thoughts, prayers and energies.
The people who touch our lives become a part of us.
They are never lost.
We honor their memory by doing the things we shared together.
She will be with me whenever I ski, forever.

Don't stand by my grave and weep
For I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glint on new fallen snow
I am sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn's rain

When you awaken in morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circle flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night
Do not stand by my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die.


We don't think of death as part of our beautiful sport. Years ago it was an accepted part of auto racing. I'm reminded of what the announcer said after the 1964 Indianapolis 500,where Eddie Sachs and Dave McDonald died tragically in a fire.
"Remember, we're all racing towards death at 365 days per year".

Thank you all for being here.

[ May 08, 2004, 08:09 PM: Message edited by: SLATZ ]
Slatz,

The poem was probably the most beautiful one I ever read on an occasion like that. Thanks for sharing it.

The course of this incident has sad parallels to the Super-G world champ Regine Cavagnaud who also died of severe brain injuries following a high speed training crash in late October 2001.
post #11 of 21
Thread Starter 

To Shelley

Thank you everyone for your prayers, energies and sympathy.
Shelley will live on through the organs she donated and in all of our memories.
There will be a beginner's run named for her at Tyrol as well.
I understand that the soccer field at Burke will also be named for her.

There was a beautiful memorial held on the shore of Lake Mendota Saturday, May 15th in Madison. It was attended by most of her team mates, coaches and classmates. Her father wrote a wonderful poem to her memory. He has said he will give me a copy and if he says it's OK, I'll share it with everyone.

Thank you all
post #12 of 21
That is sad our prayers are with her family
post #13 of 21
Condolences Slatz.

Been there myself, a couple times, so If this was one of your racers I know what your feeling. It's something that has inhabited a piece of my consciousness for many years now, but over time the sadness has been tempered with the realization that these kids days on this earth were spent living to the hilt, reaching for stars, and gobbling up every morsel from the buffet table of life.

Sometimes occurrences cause us to question the great macro plan we seem to be submerged in down here, but the bottom line is we're all subject to it, our number can be drawn at any moment, and the true tragedy is in not grabbing all that life has to offer before that inevitable moment comes.

These kids by no means suffered that fate. In contrast they served as a model of how to approach life we would all be well served to emulate.
post #14 of 21
Thread Starter 
Thanks Rick
Jim Bauman, the Olympic Team psychologist, talked about how energy comes together in a thunderstorm, then dissipates and comes together again in a different form.
That's how I've kind of viewed things for awhile now. I have said it's like a sculpture in the sand. A wave washes it away and another is built that has some of the same sand in it. Nothing is lost. It only changes form.
post #15 of 21
My condolences and a heartfelt adios to Shelley.

"la vida sigue"
post #16 of 21

Shelley

Shelley was an amazing friend, athlete, and a great part of our community. She will always be a part of my heart, along with everyone at Burke. I can't put Shelley's outlook on life into words...she was always so upbeat and making any person who was around her laugh non-stop. I already miss her so much, but I know she will always be around, watching over us all.
post #17 of 21
Thread Starter 
On Mother's Day, the anniversary of Shelley's death, Shelley's friend Leslie Lemasurier sent this to her mother who shared it with everyone.
I'd like to share it with all of you.

A year, an entire year.

They said, I'm sorry for your loss.
They said, she was too young to die.
They said, it's so tragic.

Did I listen to the words they spoke in an attempt to fill the void?
No.
I listened to the silence that pressed against me.
I watched the tears fall from every direction.


Tears missing you.

I climbed,
Up a mountain to watch the sun peak in the sky--
To watch you fly,
To feel you in the wind,
To hear echoes of your movement.

I asked you to come back.
I told you I missed you.
But I did not say goodbye.

A year later, I returned to that same place.
And this time you said to me, move on.
I saw your words written in the shades of yellow and orange.

And as the flames of light climbed higher
And the song you sang many a' times in the weeks leading to that...
"Well so long good friends, when will we meet again?"
Played in my headphones,
I said goodbye to you.

Another year beckons.
But know this--
I'm still missing you

A year later
To the day.
post #18 of 21
That's quite the heartfelt tribute slatz. Thanks for sharing it with us.

It's hard to believe it has already been a year since this sad event...
post #19 of 21
Quote:
posted by SLATZ:

I have said it's like a sculpture in the sand. A wave washes it away and another is built that has some of the same sand in it. Nothing is lost. It only changes form.
That is the coolest thing I've ever read. And so true! Best to you at this sad time.
post #20 of 21
Thank you for sharing ,Slatz. Shelley's death made me think a lot about life and I'm sure I've learned from this tragedy. I didn't really know Shelley but I saw her when she was in Switzerland in January 2003. I often wonder what she had told at home about the races in Adelboden and the crazy fans. She and the other girls watched Bode Miller and his teammates. For me as one of the crazy fans , it was so hard to lose her.
post #21 of 21
Thread Starter 
I didn't hear Shelley's story of Aldelboden but her mother, told me of how she'd be at work and the phone would ring and Shelley would be calling from somewhere in the world.
I've had other friends who have been there on that weekend. One, who lives near Green Bay, says it's crazier than a Packer game.
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