Memorials to Ginni, Janae'
and Mike

For My Forever Friend Ginni
                                       We are permitted to grieve Ginni, because we have been privileged to love her,
                                  To escape grief at the cost of never having loved her is too dear a price to pay.

                                         17 years ago God put you in my life. I miss you so much Ginni.
                                         Everyday without you a part of me is gone. But the faith I have in God will help me carry on.

                                                     I will always love you, and we will never be apart,
                                                     Because when I close my eyes, there you are deep within my heart.

                                                             Your gentle spirit shining bright will guide me through this pain..........
                                                             I'll never forget how you lived, yes, that will be my guide.
                                                             For you will always be my guiding angel and always by my side.

                                                                       You have spread your wings and now must fly,
                                                                       My blonde haired guardian angel in the sky.
                                                                       Praise God your soul is free,
                                                                       Your loving memory lives on in the hearts of those you touched.
                                                                       Thank God you choose the day's to be some of those lucky souls.

                                                                                I will always love you Ginni.
                                                                               Your forever friend and cousin...
                                                                                                            Stacy



      Ginni,
              I think about you every day; everytime I see a Hyundai, every time I put the key in my ignition, every time I see someone with a genuine, loving smile. I flipped through old pictures of us when we were little, when we had all the promise in the world.
              I miss you. I wish I could be more like you were: selfless, generous, and happy.  In all my life, I have never seen you cry. I am sorry, I am not as strong. I know you hate to look down and see me crying over you. No one will ever have a laugh like yours, a chuckle that could light up a room.
              I look back and think of all the years wasted that our families did not talk but luckily I still remember the good times too. I remember making faces at people behind Mom's Subaru, and skating rink birthday parties. I remember playing Barbies for hours, and Disney movies until we couldn't keep our eyes open.
             I still feel like you are just away, and in dreams I see you come back. Someday and I make this my solemn promise that we will meet again.
                                                                      I love you,
                                                                                  Kellie

       Ginni,
             Though you cannot be with me physically, I know you are always watching down on me. You were my very first friend when I moved here and that has made such a huge impact on me.  You always inspired me to be a better person and you always will. I miss you so much and it would be so selfish of me to want you to come back when you are in such a better place. You always kept your chin up through everything. You never let anyone bring you down. Everyone you came in contact with loved you. This year's marching band show will be dedicated to you and I will play like I have never played before. You would have wanted it that way. Everyone misses you and loves you. Can you tell my grandma I love her and miss her too? Can you give Jesus a hug for me? Tell Mike and Janae' to have fun. I will see you again someday. Save me a seat in heaven.
                                                                                 Your friend forever,
                                                                                        I love you,
                                                                                               Erin Ashley Haiduk

                  
                  
When I Must Leave You


When I must leave you for a little while
Please do not grieve and shed wild tears
And hug your sorrow to you through the years
But start out bravely with a gallant smile
And for my sake and in my name
Live on and do all things the same.
Feed not your loneliness on empty days
But fill each waking hour in useful ways.
Reach out your hand in comfort and in cheer
And I in turn will comfort you and hold you near
And never, never be afraid to die
For I am waiting for you in the sky.

Read by Candy Hurt at the memorial service
Love and Care
                                                                            Barbara Janae' Mills                                                                Virginia Dawn "Ginni" Creasey

You have blessed us with love and care
No matter what you were always there
There for us when we needed to know why
There for us when we needed to cry
But know we cry for a different reason
Not because of our problems, but because you are leaving
Leaving us here.....What do we do?
Just remember we all love you.
I don't know why we are all so sore
We all know you are with the Lord
We will cry every time we remember your face
But we know you are in a better place
Watching us from the Heavens above
Showing us the way and sending us your love
Guiding us and helping us along
Steering us away from all of the wrong.
All of our life you will be missed
So when you see the Lord give him a kiss.
Thank him for taking you in
And letting your new life start to begin.
Just remember, we were all there
Giving you our love and our care.

Poem written by Mark Bell

In Loving Memory of Janae' Mills and Ginni Creasey


by Laurel Horne
    There are no words in any tongue of man to adequately express the loss we so deeply feel. The absense of Virginia Dawn Creasey and Barbara Janae' Mills leaves a hole like an abyss in our hearts, and though it may never again be filled, we may find solace in remembering all the good times we were blessed enough to share with them.
    The path ahead will not be an easy one, but we shall face this dilemma together, united as one. In this union our grievances are lessened, though only slightly, with the knowledge that we are not alone, and in that fact exists our strength, to persevere.  Should one of us become overwhelmed by remorse, the rest of us will be there to help them along through these dark days as Janae' or Ginni would have done for any of us.
    This tragedy, no matter how well you did or did not know them, effects us all. It seems a great injustice that two people possessing such an artistic and academic prowess should be robbed of their mortal coil as they were, but they shall live on evermore in our hearts and memories. The silver lining to the dark cloud, though it remains hidden or at best hazy, is out there but must search for it. We must try to keep in mind that they now reside in the hallowed halls of the divine, and there they know not of pain or suffering, but of absolute peace and bliss.
    I would now like to take this time to reflect on who Janae' and Ginni were instead of focusing on where they are now. Janae' was living proof that one could do anything they set their mind to. Things came easy to her, far easier than running her fingers through her curly locks would've been. She possessed a wisdom that was well beyoud her years and yet she held herself in no higher regard than that of anyone else. Janae' always placed others over herself and help them out by any means she could. She was light-hearted and jovial, being nearly impossible to catch her without a smile on her face.
    Janae' was a woman of many talents. She was one of those rare people who could express both her artistic side as easily as her analytical one. She loved to learn whatever she could and never minded explaining it to others in hopes that they could enjoy it as much as she did. She was very skilled at drawing and she loved to share her pictures with others, always seeking comments, not on how great they were but how they could be made even better.
    Ginni shared many qualities with Janae', though she was still one of a kind. She was always upbeat and had a smile that would light up the room. One couldn't help but be happy around her, she just seemed to give off an aura that told you everything would be all right. Ginni had an extraordinary talent: No matter what the situation was she could make you laugh, which often came at the price of her own embarrassment. She viewed the glass as being half full and always found a ray of hope in even the dimmest of situations.
    Ginni would always joke about herself, saying she was just a "dumb blonde", but the reality of it is she was very bright. She loved to learn and looked forward to each day. Also, she loved to play her flute and she was very good at it. She had the power to change our emotions and moods, all with a single melody she so expertly played.
    But now the pencil is down and the flute lay silently in its case, never again to be lifted. I do not believe Ginni or Janae' would want us to mourn their loss, but instead to celebrate their lives, short though they were. It is time to collect the shards of our broken hearts and press onwards, for it is what they would want. It has been an honor and a privilege to know them, and they will be sorely missed.


To Ginni:

As the days go by
We think of you
Here among the living.
Your heart was big,
Your soul was pure,
You kept on giving and giving.
So now there is a tribute to you,
A legacy to remember.
We've started a foundation,
"Ginni Marches On"
So your essence will linger.

Loving and thinking of you always,
Mom, Dad and Laurie

   

These are drawings that I made of Ginni and Janae' with their senior drapes on. These are their senior portraits as a memorial to them both.



This was a memorial written in the 2004 SRHS yearbook by Sammi Hoover.



This was in the Roanoke Times newspaper as a memorial to Mike.




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