In Memory Of Alison Swift: Kids 529

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Alison Taylor Swift left us on April 6, 2016. Formerly Alison Taylor Luscombe of Chatham NJ, she was Erik's beloved wife, Ella and Andrew's mother, Priscilla Kostick's sister, Cynthia Luscombe's daughter and an instant friend to anyone she encountered. She was just 43 years old.

This loss has devastated her family and community. If you never had the pleasure of meeting her, you missed out. A more vibrant, colorful and passionate individual would be tough to find.  Fearless despite the prospect of stage 4 colon cancer that additionally appeared in her liver, lungs and lymph nodes in January 2012, she was in remission eight months later. Learning on St Patrick's Day 2015 that it had returned didn't keep her down, and she went down swinging during her final days.

As a spouse, I'm piecing together her days before we met. Not only have I encountered hundreds of people that knew her during childhood and her college years in Elon NC, I've been reacquainted with everyone from treasured friends & neighbors to her closest colleagues from the NY talent industry.  Whether during an epic five-hour wake, a funeral to be remembered or a celebration for the ages at our house afterwards, one question came from everyone: "What can we do?" It has echoed across emails, texts, phone calls & social media.

This is it. It had been requested ahead of her funeral that in lieu of flowers to donate to our children's 529 college funds. It's what she would want.

It was suggested to me that this was a great method to reach people around the globe that may not know our address or are unsure how to help. I hope you agree.

Andy mentioned to me last week that Mommy would miss Ella's 9th birthday next week, April 25. "That's not true, buddy," I said. "She'll be there. She's here right now, watching you and me."

Colon cancer may have taken her from us, but don't let it stop her heartbeat in your minds and hearts. Alison will live on forever in the memories of many, and we appreciate in advance any consideration involving our children's futures. Thank you.
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Hi. A quick note about a pair of things on my mind.

Just over two years ago, Alison Luscombe Swift left home a day before Easter. No one knew she wouldn't return.

A year ago today, it was again the day before Easter. It seemed appropriate she come home then, & it worked with the cemetery and a select few present. Feel free to contact me if you'd like to learn where she is.

Also, you may recall a friend's generosity during the 2017 holiday season, matching gifts in her memory to the kids' college gofundme for a second straight year. The matching portion arrived April 5, covering those gifts from December up through & including April 4.

With the event at the Fireside Bar & Grill that night plus the weight of the next day, I'm only now managing to throw a spotlight here. If I could convey a new level of gratitude, I would. For all donors: your gestures and thoughtfulness is so appreciated.

To all, thank you for remembering Alison however you choose. The kids and I will hopefully see you soon.

Erik, Andy & Ella
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Friends, family, colleagues & more,

Friday April 6 marks 2 years since Alison left us for a better place. Most know of the gathering happening at Marlboro's Fireside tomorrow, Thursday April 5 in her memory. If not: from its 11am opening until the management turns off the lights, a percentage of the day's proceeds will be generously donated to Andy & Ella's 529s for their college education. Some have asked me to remind them where to help if they can't make it. Here it is.

Any and all gifts are truly appreciated. I'm often comforted by the collective thoughtfulness found here. It would surely make Alison smile-the best way to remember her. Thank you, & we hope to see you tomorrow to toast The Coolest Girl In The World: Alison Swift...

http://www.firesidegrillandbar.com
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*UPDATE* Learned this generous offer is extended through Dec 31. Thank you, everyone-from Ella, Andy & myself...and of course, Alison Luscombe Swift.
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Earlier this week (edited and condensed for clarity)

?: How the hell are you?
Me: Good. Merry Christmas!
"Can we have a beer next time instead of a coffee?"
Of course. You know, I was invited to Kane (brewery) Friday afternoon.
"I love that place. Why don't we go?"
I'm having a monster week at work as we're going to California after Christmas again-
"To your brother's..."
-right. I was also invited to a bar crawl beforehand in Red Bank-plus there's the neighborhood caroling.
"Your neighborhood caroling?"
There's a Christmas caroling event Friday. All the kids are doing it.
"You have to work Friday, right?"
Yes.
"So do I. So do many others. Show up next year when it's on a Saturday or Sunday & move on. Skip the bar crawl & Kane, there are other times. Focus. Besides, I've been meaning to let you know since the last time we spoke, you seem better."
Looks can be deceiving.
"Really?"
No one will move on from Alison's loss. Moving forward is essential. I'm trying.
"The positive outlook! Still."
Do I have any choice? Two groups of people I've encountered over the last 18 months have kept me real: Stephy's Place & Landmark. Without them I'd still be adrift...actually, I still am adrift, but the winds have direction. Some relationships have blossomed in the most beautiful ways since last year, while others barely exist now.
"You can't make everyone happy, and that's not your problem-it's theirs. Also, the best thing about January 1 for you is that you can't say 'last year' anymore. Your job is to be Dad & do everything it takes to be Dad, while not forgetting yourself."
I know.
"Still haven't told anyone?"
No. As promised.
"Did anyone ask?"
Of course. You don't have that happen without questions.
"Good. I'm doing it again."
Please don't.
"Why do you insist on turning away charity for your kids in Alison's memory? It is not a crime. Besides, I miss her & so does everyone else that knew her."
We've done that enough.
"No, you haven't."
We had the birthday event at Jamian's-
"Which was a lot of fun"
-and the colon cancer run in July-
"Which I was sorry to miss"
...but I sense you're still going to do this. Again.
"Yes. Put it out on the gofundme & FB: any donations on Christmas Eve & Christmas Day to the kids' gofundme, privately matched by yours truly."
First, thank you again for that last year. As for this year-
"Listen. The holidays are when I miss her the most. Think of how many others would agree. It's not asking to pay off gambling debts, it goes to Ella and Andy's futures. People will give what they give, or they don't. If she was here, not only would that be awesome but she'd surely be raising a glass and grabbing a round of drinks. She gave her all, and it's a season for giving. I'm giving."
I don't know what to say because I can't say no...but I only will approve on one condition.
"There is no negotiation here."
No, I am negotiating. If you ever do this again, a portion must be diverted from the total to fight colon cancer.
(silence)
There are bigger things out there that matter. Yes, this is so great that you're doing this, but I don't want to let this horrible fucking disease that killed my wife to continue-and I'm not alone.
"Fine. Turning that down is impossible. The next time this happens, ok...but for now, it's for them."

So, via a generous soul I can't turn down, anything given here today and tomorrow will again be matched like last year.

Thank you from Ella, Andy and myself...and of course, from Alison. Merry Christmas.
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George Veitengruber
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From Erik and reposted because if you missed it live, you did not hear the true love break out through her husbands last(ing) words to remember her by. Everyone, I can't say how much your collective condolences have comforted my family during this most difficult time. I'll hope to see all of you soon with Ella & Andy. Many asked I post her eulogy, but I refused. There's often something special or unique about witnessing what won't be repeated. I initially wished for it to be solely for & about Alison & for those present at her funeral *only* to treasure forever. It wasn't easy to write & harder to deliver. I never expected to revisit these words again. Reconsidering this somewhat selfish perspective, you'll find it below. How dare I deny anyone absent of a sendoff that may help another with their own grief over this loss of such a wonderful soul. It's not verbatim, but it's close & I hope it helps you. Her heart was still beating this time a week ago, & it still beats in your memories and hearts now. Thank you. The Eulogy ------------------------------------- Before I begin, I must apologize to these two: Our brave little man Andrew Bolten Our beautiful princess Ella Taylor Today they had their very first limousine ride. Everyone's offered assistance over the last few days, so remind me to be sure your next one is phenomenal. Well here we are with the woman of the hour, Alison Taylor Luscombe. That's what she was born as on February 22, 1973. Did you really think you were going to wrap this life without an encore? If you didn't know this beautiful person, you missed out, and this is her final performance. Many quotes could attempt to sum up the 43 years and 45 days Alison Taylor Lusombe Swift walked the earth. Centuries ago, Shakespeare wrote these words: All The World's a stage" which is very accurate. From the stage of Chatham NJ, basketball court and sidelines of her youthful adventures, this lovely individual performed whenever she could. I wish I could have seen her then, singing lyrics by the greats during Grease or The Sound Of Music in her high school productions. I'm jealous of all of you who did. From the stage of North Carolina's Elon College, where she was a 1995 theater graduate and a member of Phi Mu. Did you know I was accepted to Elon College? Our paths never could have crossed there because I chose to head to Purdue in West Lafayette, Indiana. Her father Paul had said during a speech he'd always hoped his daughter might find a Lafayette grad from his alma mater in Pennsylvania...but he was ok with settling for someone who went to West Lafayette. Thank you, Paul. In late December of 2003 while Alison shopped at the Short Hills Mall, a place I absolutely despise, I snuck into your house and asked you if he minded if I married his daughter. For a man struggling with Parkinson's, he almost jumped from his chair. If there was anyone who knew about grace under fire, Alison had a great role model in him. That he managed to dance with her at our wedding 11 years and 148 days ago was an inspiration, one that propped her up over these last four years and three months as she suffered from a horrible affliction she never deserved. From the stage of New York City, where she worked in the shark tank of talent agencies giving hopeful talents a big break. Working at Ford, Gilla Roos & others building a ramp to return when our kids were older. Ramona Pitera - are you here - keep that spot open for Ella, ok? Maybe she could take her mom's place with you some day soon. From the stage of Hoboken, NJ. If Frank Sinatra was its favorite son, Alison was Hoboken's favorite daughter. If you wouldn't mind standing up, John Swift-George Star-Barney Finnegan? Our paths finally crossed in November 1996 on the weekend after the presidential election, she wandered into Hoboken's Miss Kitty's Saloon with Kerry, Kathy, Kate, Erika and others where I had the distinct honor of gazing into her riveting eyes for the first time. Ladies, I'm sorry. I couldn't wait for your crowd to show up every week just so I could see your great friend. If George wasn't friends with my brother and hired me to work for him at a beer distribution center, I never would have bothered to set foot in that Hoboken venue and become a bouncer...where Barney was surely slinging drinks that night behind the bar. Thanks guys-you indirectly introduced Alison to me & I'm a better man for it. We finally went out on a date six months later. What was I, ladies? A GU? GU stands for geographically undesirable as I didn't live close by. We had fun but went in other directions until Tuesday March 22, 2000. Scott Douglass? We had just gotten back from our spring break trip two days prior & I was running late for work after grabbing a coffee and jumping on a Path train. I'd sat down and glanced to my left

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George Veitengruber
32 months ago

and saw this blonde I couldn't take my eyes off of. This is slightly embarrassing if you're busted staring so when our eyes connected I remembered I thankfully knew her. I took a few steps & said Hi Alison. She had the "Deer in the headlights" look & understandably could not recall my name but I reminded her and realized I had a few train stops to find out her status. After some small talk, I asked "So, are you engaged yet or married?" No. Cha-ching Someone last night called us A Great Love Story. I was so happy to hear that. You never know when you're going to meet someone who changes your life. They fall from the sky when you least expect it. Scott, you were there when we returned to Miss Kitty's a few nights later, where she walked through its doors again with that wonderful group of friends. Our first act really began right there, plus I was no longer a GU. Everyone has an Alison story. That will always be ours. A lady and the tramp. ...or as Kate Ruggles Magistro might say, an Alicat & the tramp. From New York to Naples, Surf City to San Diego, Chicago to Costa Rica, Manasquan to Maui, Boston to Big Pine Key, Rome to Red Bank, we had so many more great times together. Her heart may have stopped Wednesday morning, but it still beats in all of you. Her blood flows through our children's veins, never forget that. She's dancing with her father above right now, looking at us and smiling. Soon, we'll see her again. Until then, may this crazy diamond shine on forever in our hearts and minds. A Woman. Daughter. Sister. Niece Wife Mother Actor American Colleague Professional Showstopper Hot dresser Tamer of wild animals Beauty Gracious Confident Giving Selfless Funny Thoughtful Tireless Positive Optimistic Realistic Friend Lover Fighter Survivor. Angel. Inspiration. Ladies & gentlemen, please: a final round of applause for the one and only Alison Taylor Swift!!!

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George Veitengruber
32 months ago

From Erik and reposted because if you missed it live, you did not hear the true love break out through her husbands last(ing) words to remember her by. Everyone, I can't say how much your collective condolences have comforted my family during this most difficult time. I'll hope to see all of you soon with Ella & Andy. Many asked I post her eulogy, but I refused. There's often something special or unique about witnessing what won't be repeated. I initially wished for it to be solely for & about Alison & for those present at her funeral *only* to treasure forever. It wasn't easy to write & harder to deliver. I never expected to revisit these words again. Reconsidering this somewhat selfish perspective, you'll find it below. How dare I deny anyone absent of a sendoff that may help another with their own grief over this loss of such a wonderful soul. It's not verbatim, but it's close & I hope it helps you. Her heart was still beating this time a week ago, & it still beats in your memories and hearts now. Thank you. The Eulogy ------------------------------------- Before I begin, I must apologize to these two: Our brave little man Andrew Bolten Our beautiful princess Ella Taylor Today they had their very first limousine ride. Everyone's offered assistance over the last few days, so remind me to be sure your next one is phenomenal. Well here we are with the woman of the hour, Alison Taylor Luscombe. That's what she was born as on February 22, 1973. Did you really think you were going to wrap this life without an encore? If you didn't know this beautiful person, you missed out, and this is her final performance. Many quotes could attempt to sum up the 43 years and 45 days Alison Taylor Lusombe Swift walked the earth. Centuries ago, Shakespeare wrote these words: All The World's a stage" which is very accurate. From the stage of Chatham NJ, basketball court and sidelines of her youthful adventures, this lovely individual performed whenever she could. I wish I could have seen her then, singing lyrics by the greats during Grease or The Sound Of Music in her high school productions. I'm jealous of all of you who did. From the stage of North Carolina's Elon College, where she was a 1995 theater graduate and a member of Phi Mu. Did you know I was accepted to Elon College? Our paths never could have crossed there because I chose to head to Purdue in West Lafayette, Indiana. Her father Paul had said during a speech he'd always hoped his daughter might find a Lafayette grad from his alma mater in Pennsylvania...but he was ok with settling for someone who went to West Lafayette. Thank you, Paul. In late December of 2003 while Alison shopped at the Short Hills Mall, a place I absolutely despise, I snuck into your house and asked you if he minded if I married his daughter. For a man struggling with Parkinson's, he almost jumped from his chair. If there was anyone who knew about grace under fire, Alison had a great role model in him. That he managed to dance with her at our wedding 11 years and 148 days ago was an inspiration, one that propped her up over these last four years and three months as she suffered from a horrible affliction she never deserved. From the stage of New York City, where she worked in the shark tank of talent agencies giving hopeful talents a big break. Working at Ford, Gilla Roos & others building a ramp to return when our kids were older. Ramona Pitera - are you here - keep that spot open for Ella, ok? Maybe she could take her mom's place with you some day soon. From the stage of Hoboken, NJ. If Frank Sinatra was its favorite son, Alison was Hoboken's favorite daughter. If you wouldn't mind standing up, John Swift-George Star-Barney Finnegan? Our paths finally crossed in November 1996 on the weekend after the presidential election, she wandered into Hoboken's Miss Kitty's Saloon with Kerry, Kathy, Kate, Erika and others where I had the distinct honor of gazing into her riveting eyes for the first time. Ladies, I'm sorry. I couldn't wait for your crowd to show up every week just so I could see your great friend. If George wasn't friends with my brother and hired me to work for him at a beer distribution center, I never would have bothered to set foot in that Hoboken venue and become a bouncer...where Barney was surely slinging drinks that night behind the bar. Thanks guys-you indirectly introduced Alison to me & I'm a better man for it. We finally went out on a date six months later. What was I, ladies? A GU? GU stands for geographically undesirable as I didn't live close by. We had fun but went in other directions until Tuesday March 22, 2000. Scott Douglass? We had just gotten back from our spring break trip two days prior & I was running late for work after grabbing a coffee and jumping on a Path train. I'd sat down and glanced to my left and

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Hey Erik, wishing you and family all the best, and that your kiddos keep her memories going.

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From Erik and reposted because if you missed it live, you did not hear the true love break out through her husbands last(ing) words to remember her by. Everyone, I can't say how much your collective condolences have comforted my family during this most difficult time. I'll hope to see all of you soon with Ella & Andy. Many asked I post her eulogy, but I refused. There's often something special or unique about witnessing what won't be repeated. I initially wished for it to be solely for & about Alison & for those present at her funeral *only* to treasure forever. It wasn't easy to write & harder to deliver. I never expected to revisit these words again. Reconsidering this somewhat selfish perspective, you'll find it below. How dare I deny anyone absent of a sendoff that may help another with their own grief over this loss of such a wonderful soul. It's not verbatim, but it's close & I hope it helps you. Her heart was still beating this time a week ago, & it still beats in your memories and hearts now. Thank you. The Eulogy ------------------------------------- Before I begin, I must apologize to these two: Our brave little man Andrew Bolten Our beautiful princess Ella Taylor Today they had their very first limousine ride. Everyone's offered assistance over the last few days, so remind me to be sure your next one is phenomenal. Well here we are with the woman of the hour, Alison Taylor Luscombe. That's what she was born as on February 22, 1973. Did you really think you were going to wrap this life without an encore? If you didn't know this beautiful person, you missed out, and this is her final performance. Many quotes could attempt to sum up the 43 years and 45 days Alison Taylor Lusombe Swift walked the earth. Centuries ago, Shakespeare wrote these words: All The World's a stage" which is very accurate. From the stage of Chatham NJ, basketball court and sidelines of her youthful adventures, this lovely individual performed whenever she could. I wish I could have seen her then, singing lyrics by the greats during Grease or The Sound Of Music in her high school productions. I'm jealous of all of you who did. From the stage of North Carolina's Elon College, where she was a 1995 theater graduate and a member of Phi Mu. Did you know I was accepted to Elon College? Our paths never could have crossed there because I chose to head to Purdue in West Lafayette, Indiana. Her father Paul had said during a speech he'd always hoped his daughter might find a Lafayette grad from his alma mater in Pennsylvania...but he was ok with settling for someone who went to West Lafayette. Thank you, Paul. In late December of 2003 while Alison shopped at the Short Hills Mall, a place I absolutely despise, I snuck into your house and asked you if he minded if I married his daughter. For a man struggling with Parkinson's, he almost jumped from his chair. If there was anyone who knew about grace under fire, Alison had a great role model in him. That he managed to dance with her at our wedding 11 years and 148 days ago was an inspiration, one that propped her up over these last four years and three months as she suffered from a horrible affliction she never deserved. From the stage of New York City, where she worked in the shark tank of talent agencies giving hopeful talents a big break. Working at Ford, Gilla Roos & others building a ramp to return when our kids were older. Ramona Pitera - are you here - keep that spot open for Ella, ok? Maybe she could take her mom's place with you some day soon. From the stage of Hoboken, NJ. If Frank Sinatra was its favorite son, Alison was Hoboken's favorite daughter. If you wouldn't mind standing up, John Swift-George Star-Barney Finnegan? Our paths finally crossed in November 1996 on the weekend after the presidential election, she wandered into Hoboken's Miss Kitty's Saloon with Kerry, Kathy, Kate, Erika and others where I had the distinct honor of gazing into her riveting eyes for the first time. Ladies, I'm sorry. I couldn't wait for your crowd to show up every week just so I could see your great friend. If George wasn't friends with my brother and hired me to work for him at a beer distribution center, I never would have bothered to set foot in that Hoboken venue and become a bouncer...where Barney was surely slinging drinks that night behind the bar. Thanks guys-you indirectly introduced Alison to me & I'm a better man for it. We finally went out on a date six months later. What was I, ladies? A GU? GU stands for geographically undesirable as I didn't live close by. We had fun but went in other directions until Tuesday March 22, 2000. Scott Douglass? We had just gotten back from our spring break trip two days prior & I was running late for work after grabbing a coffee and jumping on a Path train. I'd sat down and glanced to my left

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George Veitengruber
32 months ago

and saw this blonde I couldn't take my eyes off of. This is slightly embarrassing if you're busted staring so when our eyes connected I remembered I thankfully knew her. I took a few steps & said Hi Alison. She had the "Deer in the headlights" look & understandably could not recall my name but I reminded her and realized I had a few train stops to find out her status. After some small talk, I asked "So, are you engaged yet or married?" No. Cha-ching Someone last night called us A Great Love Story. I was so happy to hear that. You never know when you're going to meet someone who changes your life. They fall from the sky when you least expect it. Scott, you were there when we returned to Miss Kitty's a few nights later, where she walked through its doors again with that wonderful group of friends. Our first act really began right there, plus I was no longer a GU. Everyone has an Alison story. That will always be ours. A lady and the tramp. ...or as Kate Ruggles Magistro might say, an Alicat & the tramp. From New York to Naples, Surf City to San Diego, Chicago to Costa Rica, Manasquan to Maui, Boston to Big Pine Key, Rome to Red Bank, we had so many more great times together. Her heart may have stopped Wednesday morning, but it still beats in all of you. Her blood flows through our children's veins, never forget that. She's dancing with her father above right now, looking at us and smiling. Soon, we'll see her again. Until then, may this crazy diamond shine on forever in our hearts and minds. A Woman. Daughter. Sister. Niece Wife Mother Actor American Colleague Professional Showstopper Hot dresser Tamer of wild animals Beauty Gracious Confident Giving Selfless Funny Thoughtful Tireless Positive Optimistic Realistic Friend Lover Fighter Survivor. Angel. Inspiration. Ladies & gentlemen, please: a final round of applause for the one and only Alison Taylor Swift!!!

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George Veitengruber
32 months ago

From Erik and reposted because if you missed it live, you did not hear the true love break out through her husbands last(ing) words to remember her by. Everyone, I can't say how much your collective condolences have comforted my family during this most difficult time. I'll hope to see all of you soon with Ella & Andy. Many asked I post her eulogy, but I refused. There's often something special or unique about witnessing what won't be repeated. I initially wished for it to be solely for & about Alison & for those present at her funeral *only* to treasure forever. It wasn't easy to write & harder to deliver. I never expected to revisit these words again. Reconsidering this somewhat selfish perspective, you'll find it below. How dare I deny anyone absent of a sendoff that may help another with their own grief over this loss of such a wonderful soul. It's not verbatim, but it's close & I hope it helps you. Her heart was still beating this time a week ago, & it still beats in your memories and hearts now. Thank you. The Eulogy ------------------------------------- Before I begin, I must apologize to these two: Our brave little man Andrew Bolten Our beautiful princess Ella Taylor Today they had their very first limousine ride. Everyone's offered assistance over the last few days, so remind me to be sure your next one is phenomenal. Well here we are with the woman of the hour, Alison Taylor Luscombe. That's what she was born as on February 22, 1973. Did you really think you were going to wrap this life without an encore? If you didn't know this beautiful person, you missed out, and this is her final performance. Many quotes could attempt to sum up the 43 years and 45 days Alison Taylor Lusombe Swift walked the earth. Centuries ago, Shakespeare wrote these words: All The World's a stage" which is very accurate. From the stage of Chatham NJ, basketball court and sidelines of her youthful adventures, this lovely individual performed whenever she could. I wish I could have seen her then, singing lyrics by the greats during Grease or The Sound Of Music in her high school productions. I'm jealous of all of you who did. From the stage of North Carolina's Elon College, where she was a 1995 theater graduate and a member of Phi Mu. Did you know I was accepted to Elon College? Our paths never could have crossed there because I chose to head to Purdue in West Lafayette, Indiana. Her father Paul had said during a speech he'd always hoped his daughter might find a Lafayette grad from his alma mater in Pennsylvania...but he was ok with settling for someone who went to West Lafayette. Thank you, Paul. In late December of 2003 while Alison shopped at the Short Hills Mall, a place I absolutely despise, I snuck into your house and asked you if he minded if I married his daughter. For a man struggling with Parkinson's, he almost jumped from his chair. If there was anyone who knew about grace under fire, Alison had a great role model in him. That he managed to dance with her at our wedding 11 years and 148 days ago was an inspiration, one that propped her up over these last four years and three months as she suffered from a horrible affliction she never deserved. From the stage of New York City, where she worked in the shark tank of talent agencies giving hopeful talents a big break. Working at Ford, Gilla Roos & others building a ramp to return when our kids were older. Ramona Pitera - are you here - keep that spot open for Ella, ok? Maybe she could take her mom's place with you some day soon. From the stage of Hoboken, NJ. If Frank Sinatra was its favorite son, Alison was Hoboken's favorite daughter. If you wouldn't mind standing up, John Swift-George Star-Barney Finnegan? Our paths finally crossed in November 1996 on the weekend after the presidential election, she wandered into Hoboken's Miss Kitty's Saloon with Kerry, Kathy, Kate, Erika and others where I had the distinct honor of gazing into her riveting eyes for the first time. Ladies, I'm sorry. I couldn't wait for your crowd to show up every week just so I could see your great friend. If George wasn't friends with my brother and hired me to work for him at a beer distribution center, I never would have bothered to set foot in that Hoboken venue and become a bouncer...where Barney was surely slinging drinks that night behind the bar. Thanks guys-you indirectly introduced Alison to me & I'm a better man for it. We finally went out on a date six months later. What was I, ladies? A GU? GU stands for geographically undesirable as I didn't live close by. We had fun but went in other directions until Tuesday March 22, 2000. Scott Douglass? We had just gotten back from our spring break trip two days prior & I was running late for work after grabbing a coffee and jumping on a Path train. I'd sat down and glanced to my left and

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