Donna Downing (Gray) (1969)
Connie Crispell was in a math class with me. She was a cheerleader, very popular, and had beautiful red hair. We never know how our lives will end, or when. She was a shining star. I am sorry she died so young.
I have been very fortunate to have spent a few hours the last week with Connie's mother who is a resident of Westminster Cantebury, and her sisters Cathy and Bobbi. My thoughts went back to the day we decorated for the prom. We were unfolding a parachute outside the gym, Connie had that beautiful strawberry blond hair, and was wearing a sky blue top and white cutoffs, "Spinning Wheels" was playing on the radio, remember those things. Connie was dancing around very playfully on top of the chute while we were trying to unfold it. Strange how something so insignificant is burned into your memory when tragedy occurs. This was the first thing I thought of when I heard Connie was dead, it was like, "Can't be she is so alive." And she still is in our memories.
Bette House (House-Myers)
I have so many memories of Connie, from classes at the high school, to sharing beach houses in the summer, to many nights of sleepovers when we talked about our lives. But the most vivid memory I have of her is when we rented a tandem bike and went riding around town in the pouring rain. As usual, she was making jokes and laughing for the whole time while water streamed down us. Connie was always up for pushing the edge. I miss having the chance to reconnect with you, Connie. You were so full of life.
(Received from a friend of Connie's in New York)
I knew Connie in New York. Contrary to whatever may have been said or thought my experience of her was that of a smiling, humorous, intelligent, and deeply emotional woman. Her personality was unique and I, for one, cannot and will not ever forget her. I think of her everyday.