Memorial Letters for Randi Trimble
There are a million words that could only scratch the surface of Randi Peck’s character…loyal, compassionate, disciplined, loving, selfless, hard-working…but the words are so shallow on paper and her character was so rich.
Her sincerity in ALL interactions was so real and this is what made her the kindest of friends. I remember our grad school days and the way she worked so hard and studied so intensely, so I think one of my favorite memories is the night of her bachelorette party. It’s my favorite memory because I saw pure joy on Randi’s face. I don’t remember the name of the place we went to, but I know that they played lots of oldies. We got Randi on the dance floor and danced the night away. We laughed and laughed the way girls do when they are together just loving life. I also remember the joy it brought Nancy to see Randi having such fun. So I cherish the fun times because I can still see her radiant smile and hear her laughter.
As the months go by, I like to think about the new freedom and joy Randi is experiencing with our heavenly Father. Free of the burdens of this world, I know she is dancing again with the lightest of feet and that same radiant smile…only more radiant now because she has seen and experienced the holiness of our living Father in Heaven. So although the missing is painful, the thought of her new freedom brings me great joy because this is what she was born to experience. Praise God for the life that He gives through His Son, Jesus Christ!
Kara Lapp (college friend and fellow SLP)
I have many special memories of Randi but I think the most memorable are the very simple times like when she would come over to my house after school before we had to be back to load the band bus to go to a football game. It used to be pretty much a routine. If we didn’t have band practice we would bring her back to our house and then we would drop her off at her Grandma’s house when her mom got off of work. I will always remember my mom made pizza meatballs one night for dinner and Randi fell in love with them. From that night on every time she came over she would beg my mom for those meatballs. Even years later even after Randi had graduated from college every time she would see me or my mom she wanted pizza meatballs.
It is definitely the simple things that I remember most. She was my very first friend at Trinity high school. We were both transferring in from other schools and didn’t know anybody. We met over the summer in band camp. I don’t think I would have made it through high school and especially freshman year with out her. Even after we graduated high school and I didn’t get to talk to her as often as I would have liked she always made sure that we kept in touch. When I moved back to Pennsylvania from Florida about 2 and a half years ago she was the first one to call me when she found out I had moved back and we talked for 2 hours. Anyway I have many memories but it is definitely the simple times that stand out the most.
I didn’t have much of an opportunity to know her, but I remember her attending our small wedding ceremony on Dec 24, 1987, Christmas Eve Day, at our current home in Mechanicsburg. She was probably 11 or 12.
Our home was decorated for the holidays and she was so excited over “wrapped gifts.” I gave her a token of our wedding ceremony, along with her two cousins from Warminster, Elisabeth and Michael, a small bean reindeer. It brought a lot of joy to her, hugging her ever so small gift of love. I hold this moment of happiness in Randi’s younger years of meeting her, close to my heart. When I glance through our little wedding album at times, I reflect upon this precious memory.
Mrs. Peggy A. Peck
2615 N. Rosegarden Blvd
Mechanicsburg, PA 17005
I shared a place with Randi while we both attended Bloomsburg University. We lived in a trailer in Buckhorn. When we met, I knew she was one I could trust. She was younger than me but she was mature, independent and responsible. I remember going home to my mother’s on the weekends and sometimes telling my mother how I admired Randi for her persistence in her studies and how driven she was to accomplish the goals in her life. No matter how tired she was, she closed her bedroom door every night and studied for hours. She was an excellent student and worked hard. She really did like what she was doing. I wished that I had that kind of joy in my studies. Because of Randi, I sought out academic counseling that year and was able to find the career I wanted to pursue. I changed my course of studies, passed with flying colors, and landed an administrative position the day after graduation. Being in Randi’s company helped me find my niche in life. She was a positive influence for me. Randi was someone I admired and always wished her the best life could offer. Although we did not keep in touch after we parted, I sometimes thought about her and even thought of trying to contact her just to say “hello”.
A couple of weeks ago, I was crushed to find out what happened to Randi last year. I was in disbelief and shock for a couple of days. My heart grieves, especially for Randi’s mother. I remember how close Randi was to her mother. Please accept my condolences and prayers. Although I can’t imagine the void in the hearts of those who were close to her, I pray that that void is not filled with hate, anger, or bitterness. I pray that God can fill that void with His peace and comfort, in Jesus’ name.
506 Apartment D
Indian Creek Drive
Wilkes-Barre, PA 18702
I met Randi at Bloomsburg University in Marching Band. Then we came to discover we were in the same major – Speech Language Pathology. I was two years ahead of her, so I gave her hints and ideas as she needed them. I also had the chance to live with her in an on campus apartment for a semester. She was definitely a study-a-holic and I tried to encourage her to take study breaks – but it didn’t happen very often. Randi was very dedicated to learning and becoming a great speech language pathologist.
Randi achieved those things – she was dedicated not only to her field of work but to her friends as well and most of all, her family. I remember Randi for her close relationship with her mother, one of her best friends. I remember Randi for her smile – it was so freely given. I remember Randi for her laughter – it was a cute little laugh and contagious as well. I remember Randi for her kindness – she was always thinking of others. I remember Randi for her hair – this may sound weird, but she always seemed to be trying a new hairdo – and it always looked great – the last time I saw her she had beautiful big curls and had it up almost in two pigtails that seemed to bounce just as she did. Randi and I didn’t get to spend much time together, but we always caught up with each other quickly on the phone.
It’s hard to sit and write this letter – it’s so hard to believe that she will be gone from us for a year. I think of her often and there are times I still think in my head that “Oh,.I should share this info. With Randi” and then I remember that she is not here. I miss Randi…I miss her love of life, her smile, her thoughtfulness, her kindness, her friendship. Randi was a special person whose life was cut way too short, but I hope that we can all live our lives to the fullness that Randi lived hers.
Thanks for the opportunity to share thoughts and memories of Randi.
I was at Nancy’s house more than a few times when Randi came home. It was always a whirlwind. As soon as Randi opened the door, before she was in the house, she would start talking to her Mom about something that happened that day. (And as she entered, the storm door would bang loudly behind her and Monique would start barking.) So here comes Randi in the house, usually with a pocketbook on one arm, a bag full with some type of work in the other, something in her hands – starting with Hey Mom or Mom, guess what – and telling her story of the day. It was usually a happy story – as though she couldn’t wait to get home to share the day’s events with her Mom. When it was a “problem” day, Randi was still upbeat quickly spilling her story to her Mom and asking her Mom’s advice. She would quickly give me a “hello” and fall into the kitchen chair, with all her stuff pouring on the table and floor looking at her Mom and smiling.
When I worked with Nancy, I remember Randi and her Mom talking on the telephone everyday even when Nancy was on the road. Every conversation ended with an “I love you.”
I remember a lot of smiles and laughter when Randi and Nancy were together – even if it was while they were doing yard work.
Randi told me I was her friend as well as her Mom’s friend and use to ask me to intercede on her behalf when Nancy and she disagreed about something!!
Randi looked forward to her future with a sense of adventure and excitement. She treasured little things like a new recipe, craft projects and a great sale. She had an incredible spirit and found joy in making others happy, never expecting much in return. She was kind and thoughtful, honest and caring, generous and gentle, strong but sensitive. She was a lovely woman who worked hard and built strong relationships, looking to bring comfort to those around her. Imagine all the wonderful acts that are left undone now that she’s gone.
Mary Joe Shaub
Randi was always trying to guess who was walking down the hall by our office by the sound of their footsteps. If she was wrong she would say “Aww Shooty!” and if she was right she would say “Hotdog!” If I ever needed a pen I would scan Randi’s desk. She had more pens of every color, shape and style than anyone I know. Her desk was always in order and her calendar was kept meticulous with her typewriter-like handwriting. It took her forever to get ready to leave work. In the winter she had to wrap up from head to toe in scarf, mittens and double zip winter coat, then she had to assemble three different bags full of paperwork. We loved to go check out the gift shop and see what was new or on sale. Her patients loved her and her coworkers respected her work ethic. She was a great therapist and friend.
We never got to say good-bye……………
So many fond memories of you come back, but we didn’t know we would need them so soon.
Because you and Lara were friends and roommates in Bloomsburg for 4 years, we came to love and care about you. We were also proud of all your accomplishments and for your successful career after you graduated from the Masters program in speech therapy.
We can recall the trips to Bloomsburg, especially on parents’ week-end. The band would perform and we even got to watch you practice. We loved watching Lara with her flute and you as drum major. Used to watch your Mom’s face as she smiled with all that pride—-we understood that.
I can remember the Christmas I looked everywhere for just the right Winnie-the-Pooh for Lara to give you or the ballet slippers I found for you to hang on your Christmas tree.
I can still see you sitting on the small love seat in the apartment all curled up watching David Letterman.
All the hard work, all the hours of study; what will endure will be the friendship and love you and Lara had. The bond and connection we have with your Mom will always be there.
We will remember. We will miss your presence and the “what could have been” and we will never say good-bye………………………..
Dennis and Leslie Bowen
Reflecting on a special memory of you, I find many memories that come rushing back like waters released from flood gates. The smallest detail of your very being I am able to recall. Perhaps, because you were my college roommate, I was afforded a unique opportunity to share in your accomplishments, struggles and day to day life as we both worked to achieve our goals over the years.
Away from home you became my family. I remember nights when we would look at pictures- -we both loved to share in the memories of what pictures would capture. This is where I learned of how you missed your Grandfather and moments spent with your mother, whom you called your best friend. We would listen to your favorites– Aerosmith and Enya, eat oranges and watch David Letterman. I can still see you eating hard pretzels with the cheese you could squeeze from a can.
You always wanted me to paint your finger nails and file them “square, not round.” You decorated your closet door with Ansel Adams photographs; you loved Whinnie the Pooh and laughed when we would watch Forrest Gump. I miss playing the flute with you or guided by your direction as drum major.
We acted and argued like sisters. I can still hear the noise your glasses would make when you put them on your face or the way you would say your dogs name or declare it was time for bedsies. I can still see your stuffed donkey sitting on your bed and how you would protect it during pillow fights. You were my study partner, my classmate and most of all you were my friend.
I admired your commitment to your education–you studied unrelentingly. My memories of you are too many to put on paper. Perhaps some of them are meant to remain unspoken as they were created especially for us. Since your passing there is not a day that goes by that I do not think of you or how you came to touch my life. I am forever changed and blessed to have been given the
opportunity to know you. I am grateful for the memories and the pictures and our time spent together. My friend, you are greatly missed and not forgotten.
Perhaps the greatest gift you gave me is the memory of you.
We [my husband and I] discussed our memories of Randi and both agreed that the one thing that we remembered was that everytime we saw Randi she had a smile on her face. You never knew if she was smiling because she was spending time with her mom, because she was happy to see you or if she was just happy….No matter what the reason for the smile it was always nice to see her.
The other thing that I remember was that as a mother of an only child (17 year old daughter) I remember that when I would see Randi and Nancy together I was so impressed at the relationship they had that I was hopeful that my daughter and I would develop the same relationship. Randi was such a fortunate young lady to have a strong nurturing mother to guide her through her life. Randi was such a delightful, thoughtful caring person who was hardworking and always thinking ahead. Not only has Nancy lost a daughter and her best friend but so many other people have lost the opportunity to meet this extraordinary young lady.
The Box Family
I have been lucky enough to have known Randi and her family for close to 14 years. Randi and I met in high school. We became close friends, racked up countless phone minutes, kept in touch throughout college, vacationed together, supported each other though difficult times, and helped plan each others weddings. We laughed, cried, and laughed some more… one thing we always did…was have fun.
Helping to plan this memorial service was hard for me. There were times I was glad I had such an influential role in the service and other times when I wished I could just be a participant and not have to deal with the emotional rollercoaster that was destined to come. Now, standing here today, I am glad I had such an important role in this service – Randi was my friend for 14 years, she always supported me, worried about me, and stood by me whatever my decisions were, whether she agreed with them or not. There are not many people I can say that about.
In helping to plan this service, there were times when I came home in the evening and read through all the RSVPs and letters and was glad I was the one receiving them, because it gave me the chance to remember Randi and realize that she not only touched my life through the years, but the lives of so many others through her own relationship with them, her relationship with her mother, and her hard work and dedication to her profession.
I am lucky to have had the chance to have known such a beautiful woman who has brought so much happiness and inspiration to all of us and everything that she encountered. Reading through all the letters, there was one common theme, Randi’s smile, her laugh, her love for life. I only hope that through our memories of Randi and how she touched our lives that we realize the effect our words and our actions have on people.
I would like to leave us all today with one last thought. A line from one of the letters that I received from a dear college friend of Randi’s, struck me.
“Perhaps the greatest gift you gave me is the memory of you.”
I thank you all for your presence today, your contributions to this service, and your continued friendship to Randi’s family and her memories.