The Virtual Memorial Garden

Cecil - Cesario Sr.

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Brittanie Nichole Cecil
20 Mar 1988-18 Mar 2002
My daughter was a beautiful young lady. She was going to be 14 yrs old March 20th. Brittanie was getting ready to start a new chapter in her life. She would had been in high school next year. My daughter was an honor student, cheerleader, and played soccer for 5 years. She had so much going for her. She was so excited because she was going into High School. I was looking forward to going through those years with her. My daughter was known for her beautiful smile. When she would walk into a room everyone knew it. She just SHINED. Brittanie was so BEAUTIFUL, and so full of life. She touch so many people's lives. She loved everyone young or old.
My daughter wrote a mission statement in October 2001. Her mission statement explains what kind of daughter I had. Her mission statement: To begin every day with a smile! To be responsible and respectful in any way I can. To achieve my goals and become the best person I can be.
She was just amazing. We miss her so much. My life will never be the same. She's our BEAUTIFUL GUARDIAN ANGEL, and she will always be in our hearts. We love you Brittanie!!!!

Brittanie Nichole Cecil
Brittanie Nichole Cecil
20 Mar 1988-18 Mar 2002
My daugher was a beautiful 13 yr old girl. She was an honor student, a cheerleader, she played soccer for 5 years. Brittanie was getting ready to go to high school next year. She was so excited. Her life was taken by a very freak accident. She was at a NHL (hockey) game and got hit in the head by a hockey puck. She lost her life 2 days later. My daughter had a beautiful smile, she loved everyone young or old. Brittanie touched some many lives. My daughter was amazing young lady and had so much going for her. She has a little sister and little bother that she was very proud of. And they were proud of her. My life will never be the same. I miss her so. Brittanie's mission statement: (written October 2001)
To begin every day with a smile! To be responsible and respectful in any way I can. To achieve my goals and become the best person I can be. That tells you what kind of daughter I had. I hope that all that reads this finds that you have friends all over the world that are going through the same thing and we are hear to listen. I wish everyone happiness. Just remember you will always have a guardian angel.

Darra & Ced
16 Sep 1998-1 Mar 2000
Fly freely...

At last, the lies are over, the hurtful words, the beatings, the cruel life that she had to face...

Rest now, Princess. You have suffered too much.

Forever shall he be haunted... BY THE TRUTH.


Sadie Antoinette Celli
30 Mar 1927-4 Oct 1928
Dear little sister, you were with us for such a short time. We know that mom and dad are with you now and one day we will all be united again.

Irene Rose Cembura
25 Jun 1920-27 Sep 1999
We know that you are in a better place,and we are thankful that you did'nt have to suffer any longer than you did. Join our family in heaven, Ted,Russ,Mom and Dad and the rest of our relatives and friends. We will always remember you and love you. From: Your sister, brother,nieces and nephews.

Caylee Cepero
3 Sep 2000-8 Mar 2005
I remember the first time I held you that morn.
They said it's a girl! Our first child was born.

We sat there together, your Papa and I,
we stared in great awe and together we cried.

Later that evening, alone in our room,
I held you and sang a lullaby tune.

I remember each moment, in the happiest way.
The day you were born, the most wonderful day.

All through the years, grew a more loving child
and all through the years I sang our lullaby.

You were small and loving, but loud and bold.
Our little princess, "no, I not a princess, I Caylee" you told.

You were a trendsetter with Karma, a patriot at best.
"No it doesn't match", and so you would do the rest.

You'd laugh with your whole heart, with even a smile.
You looked just like me, my "Mini-Me", my child.

Your socks you wore up to your knees,
Purple and Pink you wore them with glee.

Black Boots, Pink Boots and Mary Janes,
Hats a Plenty, stomp puddles in the rain.

Riley, Morgan, Jordan, Corbin and pets,
like Elmo the Turtle and Red the Fish.

Smokey, Chico, Lelu and Tweety,
you loved them all you were such a sweetie.

Futterflies, Hearts, Aunt Genal and Umple Geoff,
Papa, Mama, Grandma and Mutter Betts.

Fairytopia was important, as was Dragon Tales,
Lilo, Aurora, Spongebob and Higgleytown
"Awe Pickles" you'd snare.

You loved your TV, and once did say,
THank you to Jesus for TV on a November day.

Scooby and Spiderman and Shrek you would watch,
you would watch them over and over a lot.

Pink Skateboard you wanted, Pink Socks, Pink Shirt,
Pink on your toe nails, Pink on your skirt.

Tights and Party Dresses, hair up, "I don't want to",
rock hunting, afraid of the water, "For ME?" when we'd buy you something new.

Where's Caylee? Where's Caylee? - "Here I am",
Did you Get your heart back?
"I had a GOOOOOOD day at school", "I need my backpack".

"Mommy, this is for you" and hand me a flower,
I picked it outside, "I love you" "I love you"
I am gonna get you, then hide.

"Mommy, I did it all myself", a little independent and outspoken,
"Eyes, Ears, Nose, Mouth, Ho-----!" (HAIR)No, she would, not Jokin.

"I'm so mad" she'd say at "You and You"
and run down the hall into her room.

She would draw and color and loved stickers and mommy,
chocolate milk, cheetos, coke, tea and cherones

Then one day, came home with a fever.
Was happy and playing, we did not know what would be.

THe next day she was sicker, the doctors were wrong,
not a virus, not a cold, no, I wish I'd known all along.

She wanted her tights with her new dress that Sunday,
"FOR ME ?" she said and we went on her way.

She asked me "behind me" to lay on her hospital bed,
I layed beside her and kept kissing her head.

Diagnosed with Leukemia that day, the next night was gone.
I remember her saying, "I want to watch TV",
not hearing another word spoken from our sweet little Caylee.

Before she died that evening, with one nurse in our room,
I stroked your hair and sang our lullaby tune.

I remember each detail, in the worst way.
The day you died, the most horrible day.

By Dawn Cepero - Caylee's Mom


John Cern 3rd
28 Apr 1965-6 Sep 2000
John - I miss you with all my heart and soul. I feel an emptiness inside my heart even though I hold your memory there everyday. Not a day or night goes by that I don't think of you and wish I could turn back the clock and change things so I could have you back again. I know that you are in God's hands now, and that your pain is all gone and for that I can smile - but I will always have tears for the heartache I feel without you in my life. Rest peacefully my Loving Brother - I love You and will Miss You now and forever.

John Cern III
28 Apr 1965-6 Sep 2000
Uncle John,
I miss you every day and I wish that you were here. I will remember you always and all the fun times we had. You were and still are my " cool Uncle ". I love you and miss you every day.
Love, Michael

John Cern III
28 Apr 1965-6 Sep 2000
People search forever and never meet that one person who can touch their lives and leave their mark on you forever.

I was fortunate enough to have found that one person, who is (was) the other half of my soul. John, my best friend, I miss you more today that I did yesterday. Your leaving so soon and the hurt and misery left in it's wake was not your choice, I know, but a destiny you couldn't stop anymore than those of us who truly love you could. I ask myself everyday what I might have done so that the ending would have been different, but there are no answers, just a void that I know I will never be able to fill. Somedays the weight of that loss threatens to crush me.

I hope that you see the things I have done since you left and that you're proud of me. I carry you with me though each and every day and the things that I do, I do with you in mind. I will forever hear your voice speaking to me, I pray you can hear mine.

You'll have my heart always.

Love, Mary


Franklin H. Cervetti
17 Sep 1938-27 May 1979
The best dad and Architect in the world! Although it has been a long time, the space in life life where you should be will never be filled. Everyday I can drive by the buildings you designed and think of you and be proud that I can see you in your work everywhere I go. I only wish I would of had the time to know you better.

Guy J. Cesario Sr.
1 May 1925-5 Sep 1983
Loving husband and father. You are loved even now every day as we still miss your good humor and your love of family.

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