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VANESSA BORG was born in New York City on July 29th 1982. At 7 55 Pm, at Saint Vincent's Hospital NYC.
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| Oct 23rd 1982 |
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VANESSA BORG Baptism at St.Joseph Church in Astoria,Queens.VANESSA God Parents were her Auntie Rita and her Uncle Tony.
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| july 29th 1985 |
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Vanessa , at
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Annette,Shirley,Angie,
Jessica,Lisa,VANESSA,Rachel,Debbie
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| 1987 |
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Vanessa at Ps 70 Class K203 with her friends and Teacher Miss Nevins
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| 1989 |
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Vanessa,her friend Aimme and the Classmates at Ps 70 Class 1-313 with Miss Gerber
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| Feb 1989 |
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Vanessa,her friend Aimme and her Classmates at Ps 70 Class 3-313 with Miss Urban
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| July 29th 1989 Happy Birthday Vanessa |
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VANESSA with her Grandparents.Left-Nanna Iris and Nannu Charlie,both are in Heaven with Vanessa,and on the right Nanna Carmena and Nannu Frances celebrating her 7th Birthday
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| 1990 - 91 |
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Vanessa her friend Aimme and friends at Ps 70 Class 3-505 with Miss Waxman
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| July 1990 |
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VANESSA BORG First Holy Communion at St.Joseph Church in Astoria,Queens
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| 1992 |
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Vanessa with her friends at Class IS 227 with Miss GOLD
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| 1992 |
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Vanessa her friend Aimme and Classmates at Ps 70 class 4-512 Miss Sable
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| 1994 |
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Vanessa and her freinds at L.A.MS CLASS 6-235
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| 1996 |
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Vanessa with her friend Dylan,Maria and her Classmates at LAMS CLASS 8-451 with Miss Laconti
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| May 1996 Vanessa visited a retreat i would like to share what she wrote after her meditation |
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This is a Meditation when Vanessa wrote in High School at the age of 14.
It was the Year of 1996
As the power from deep within me filled up an imaginary circle it took on a color. Green. Flashes of different shades of Green unfolded before me. This immense amount of power was drawn in through my feet first, rising into my knees, then up to my thighs, my chest, down my arms and into my hands.
I entered the most beautiful room imaginable. In this room there were elaborate tapestries, the richest wallpaper, and a huge velvety sofa with a breathtaking view of a lake out the window. At the very end of my ''God Room'' there was a door.But, unlike any other door it could not be opened normally. I was the only one who knew how this door could be opened. So I did open it and as I entered the next room I found myself standing on top of a glittering crystal staircase. As I went down this staircase, I felt as if I was floating, not walking. At the end of my staircase there was another door. At first it looked kind of strange. Then I noticed something peculiar. This door looked very much like the cover of a Bible. I looked even further and found that on the cover of this’ Bible'' there was ''Jesus and Vanessa’ written in the most beautiful gold calligraphy ever. I opened the door in the same was I did the others and found myself standing in a lush field.
I continued walking and found something at my feet. I t was a flower. I picked it up and held it. As I walked through this lush field I came to a babbling brook. I noticed it was pretty wide for a brook. I swam across it with much ease. When I reached the other side, I walked across a smaller field. At the end of this small field I came to a path that was obstructed with branches and leaves. I picked up one of the branches and began to clear the path. Soon it became wider and wider and wider, until it became a road.
I was hesitant to walk down this road, although I am not sure why. I was still hesistant.A little way down the road; I saw a group of people talking. As I approached them I noticed one of them was Jesus. He called me over and introduced me to his friends, who seemed to have been the Disciples. They were all very friendly. I stayed and talked to them a while. Yet I do not remember what I talked about. Jesus said that he was going to be on his way. He asked if I would join him. I said ''yes'' and we said our good byes to his friends. I said it was very nice to have met them. Jesus and I were on our way. We walked through a very pretty hamlet with two general stores, a bakery, a school, and a spectacular church which appeared to be made completely out of marble. I could not help but to ask Jesus;’ what church is this?’ He answered;’ This is the House Of God''I walked up to the front of the church and placed the flower I had found earlier on the feet of the Virgin Mary statue.
I continued to walk with Jesus and I soon noticed that we were walking up hill. We continued walking and the hill became steep. I noticed that neither of us were getting tired from the strenuous walk. We finally reached the top. There were many people up there sitting or talking or even praying. From up there I noticed I could see my house. It was very close actually. I saw my Parents and friends all laughing and talking and having a very good time. All of a sudden I got this terrible homesickenss.Jesus noticed I was upset and asked me what was wrong? I told Him I wanted to go and be with my family. In an instant I was in my living room telling my family about my Journey. Strangely enough nobody believed me.
Vanessa's Teacher wrote,’ a very powerful meditation. It is very clear and beautiful.'' A+
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| May 19th 1996 |
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VANESSA BORG Confirmation at ST.Joseph Church.in Astoria Her Sponsor was her Aunt Mary. |
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| Febuary 2000 |
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Vanessa with Agatha in Saint Peters Square((Rome))
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| June 17th 2000 |
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VANESSA with her High School friend Maria Graduating from the High Schools For Health Professions in NYC |
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| SEPT 13TH 2001 |
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THIS IS A LETTER VANESSA WROTE JUST A FEW DAYS AFTER 9-11 HER THOUGHTS....
'I Wanted to Share My Thoughts With You'
9-11-01
Today I look back on the past 2 days and think I should be waking up from this really bad dream right about now. Unfortunately, my nightmare, America’s nightmare, is a brutal reality. A reality, which tested our strength, our integrity as a nation, our unity as a people, and our belief in the American Dream.
On Tuesday September 11, 2001 I woke up to what seemed like a normal day. I got up at about 8am and started getting ready for my first class, which began at 10. I put on Good Day NY like I do almost every morning, and I began to eat my cereal and watch the morning news. At about 8:45 or so, the news channel flickered and went out for like a slit second. About 3 minutes later Jim Ryan and Lynn Brown began talking about “Breaking News” apparently a plane had flown into one of the building of the World Trade Center. The first thought that came to my mind was about he poor people on this plane. But then I thought, how could a pilot fly into one of the twin towers in this crystal clear weather. My questions were answered, no more than 10 minuets later a second plane hit the second tower of the World Trade Center. And life as we know it will never be the same again.
Shocked, scared, and confused I didn’t know what to do. I called my father and he wasn’t at his desk. I kept running back and forth to look at the television, not wanting to believe my eyes, but at the same time so transfixed that I was paralyzed. I called my mom and told her “Mom 2 planes just hit the World Trade Center, put on the TV!” and I hung up. I was in a daze, I had no idea what I was doing. I got my book bag and walked out of my house, like everything was normal. But it was a far cry from that, I went to school thinking that maybe it was all just my imagination, and besides everyone seemed to be going about their normal activities.
I got to school and overheard a few people talking about the incident, but the initial shock didn’t seem to set in. The professor arrived and he said to us that he doesn’t know if he should be conducting the class since the World Trade Center “is in ruins”. Our class went into a frenzy, “what??” we all said. The professor explained to us that the buildings both collapsed. Panic, shock, fear, anger, and a whole range of emotions waved through the classroom. And a cloud of debris hung over lower Manhattan.
My walk home was the scariest and surreal thing I have ever experienced in my life. What seemed like the whole population of Manhattan was walking uptown in a zombie-like daze. I felt like I was the only person walking downtown, but I had to get home. My walk from 68th street and Lexington Ave. to 56th street and 1st Ave. was anything but normal. Droves of people walking with blank stares on their faces. I walked home thinking of what monsters could do such a thing. In between tears and feeling the need to scream from anger I kept walking, the whole way with goose bumps and a chilling feeling unlike any other I had felt before.
When I got home, the images were worse than I imagined. Pure horror on the TV. It was like watching a movie, only one thing, these were not special effects, this really happened. Could it be? The twin towers, which were once looked upon as a landmark of our city and our country no longer stood. It’s just then you realize how many people are involved. The news reporters start giving numbers, as many as 20,000 they say. More than one can imagine. Some one has to pay for all this. But who? As the day progresses, fingers point towards Osama Bin Laden, anti-American millionaire who apparently has more than a few screws loose. With a significant network of worshipers, he is the epitome of evil power. What makes him and his associates even more dangerous is that they are willing to give their lives, to end the lives of others. Just as they proved with the planes they hijacked.
As the story unfolded, things couldn’t get much worse. American integrity was questioned and its people, saddened. But instead of focusing our fear and confusion into anger, New Yorkers instead became unusually helpful. Lines to donate blood had over a 5 hour wait. Rescue workers had more food than they could eat. This was the true spirit of New York. Nothing a terrorist could ever take away from us.
Waking up Wednesday morning, I thought to myself, was it really a dream? Once again I was wrong. The second day was far worse than the first. The dust settled, the thoughts coming together in out heads, and the grim reality of the amount of people buried under 110 stories of rubble. Rescue efforts were not even putting a dent in the huge mound of debris. People began coming foreword with their heart wrenching stories of their missing loved ones. All hope seemed lost, but the rescue efforts pushed on. Burdened with the threats or remaining fires, shaky buildings, wet feet, and heavy hearts, New York’s finest, bravest, and most heroic individuals dug their way into a twisted and chaotic mess. Some with bulldozers, others with their bare hands, everyone was eager to do what they could to help alleviate the pain and horror of the most horrific and deadly tragedy in history.
And while this story is far from over, an interesting realization has come over the people of New York. They care for one another. Everyone is genuinely happy to see friends or co-workers, because we all know in the back of our minds that not everyone is as lucky as we are to be with the ones we love.
Tonight’s forecast is rain. As if a devastated financial district, lost lives numbering in the thousands, dwindling survivors pulled from the wreckage, the fear of an asbestos threat and hundred and hundreds of bodies what will begin to decompose within the next day or so are not enough elements to deal with, now the worry of rain. And while the inclement weather may dampen the bodies of our heroes, its will not even touch the American spirit. Nothing has, nothing will. If anything, these events have brought us together as people, as the human race. Together we will begin to make some sort of sense in our personal lives, and try to return to normalcy seems as foreign as the terrorists who raged their hatred upon us. But we will get through it. God bless America, truly the land of the free and the home of so many brave.
Vanessa Borg
nadurchic@aol.com
09-13-01
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| January 25th 2002 I would like to share something Vanessa wrote back in 2002 |
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“You sound just like your mother.” A phrase I get all too often, but which I do not mind hearing. I get that phrase just about every time I pick up the phone. It is rare that people assume it is me who answered their call. I always have to correct the callers by saying “No it’s not Elizabeth, it’s Vanessa.” That’s when I get that familiar phrase.
Most people, when being compared to their mother deny it, or even, in some cases get offended. I can proudly say I do not. After all, my mother has given me so much that I am proud of. Even though I may look like a female version of my father, my personality resembles my mother’s. I have her sense of humor, her smile, her laugh, her hospitality, humbleness, but most of all I have her heritage.
My mother came to the United States from the tiny island of Malta. I am not trying to depreciate my father’s background. I am equally proud that he is Welsh, however his Maltese as well, which brings out the Maltese aspect in my family. My father is just as proud of his Maltese culture as I am.
People may wonder why I am so proud of my mother’s heritage. I have no explanation for that. Only that it has been a major part of my upbringing. I was brought up in a “traditional” Maltese household. Thanks to my Parents, I was bi-lingual by the time I was five. Speaking Maltese comes easily as speaking English for me. In the recent past I have taken that step further and taught myself how to read and write the language.
My mother made sure my brother and I knew about our heritage as children. Explaining some of the country’s rich history, the national anthem, the flag, and answering the ceaseless number of questions that inquiring minds of children tend to have. She has exposed us to the language and taught us to love our religion, connecting it closely to our life at home as most Maltese families tend to do.
Because of the love of my culture my mother has instilled in me I have been able to have a feeling of belonging to my life. I go back to Malta almost every summer so that I can re-connect with my heritage. Even though I cannot spend the entire year there, I do enjoy a little of Malta here in New York. Recently I have become an active member of the Maltese Center of New York, a cultural group located not too far from my house. Through this organization I have made unforgettable friends and shared many memories that I will remember for a long time to come. The Maltese Center has also made my life goals seem tangible. I have volunteered to help organize many events. Recently the center organized Maltese language sessions for children aged seven through thirteen. I volunteered to be the Teacher Assistant for this Program. What a wonderful experience it was to see what it is like firsthand to stand up in front of a class of children. The most fulfilling aspect of the lessons was to observe just how much knowledge the children absorbed, and how they improved their learning. It is the most gratifying feeling in my opinion, when a child asks you for help and one can get to see the expression on their face. A thousand thank-yous could not amount to the appreciation I feel from the looks on those faces. This experience has made me strive harder to achieve my long-standing goal of becoming a Teacher.
Following the footsteps of my mother has made me a better person. My mom taught me how to take care of others as only she can. Little everyday things often taken for granted make her the most special person in my eyes. I strive to be more like my mom everyday. I know its cliché to say my mother is the greatest mother in the world, but if we ever do rank the mothers, mine should be considerably high on the list. I know she is Number One on Mine.
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| july 29th 2006 |
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Vanessa R.I.P. / Aimee Mara (Friend)
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I wrote this on Vanessa's page yesterday when I got home from the hospital... God bless her soul. RIP my angelic friend.
God Bless you Vanessa. Rest in Peace, my dear angel. We miss you and will love you eternally. Be with God and let your soul live onGod Bless you Vanessa. Rest in Peace, my dear angel. We miss you and will love you eternally. Be with God and let your soul live on in the great beyond. You were an amazing woman filled with such love and generosity. Until we meet again... know I love you!!!!
~requiem aeternam~
*Vanessa Borg*
7/29/82 - 7/31/06
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Passed away on July 31, 2006 at the age of 24.OUR VANESSA was at NYU Hospital and it is where she passed away. The Doctors and Nurses who Cared for OUR VANESSA were compassionate and amazing people. They gently guided us through those awful few days and treated Our Family and OUR VANESSA with Kindness and Respect. We can never thank OUR VANESSA's Nurses enough for how they treated OUR VANESSA in the last few days of Her Life.
In Her last days with us OUR VANESSA was surounded by her Family and Friends. The day before OUR VANESSA past away it was her 24th birthday . We all stood around her bedside and read her cards and opened her gifts As anyone who knew OUR VANESSA , she was about "life"OUR VANESSA would have wanted it that way .
R.I.P.
OUR ANGEL
IN
HEAVEN
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| August 3rd & 4th 2006 |
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Vanessa's viewing in Astoria was a very large turn out lots of her freinds came and old school freinds and people that Vanessa had worked with even some of the nurses that were taking care of her.Freinds came from as far as Florida & California to say their last good bye's
R.I.P. Darling
We'll Never Be The Same
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| August 11th 2006 |
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Vanessa's final Resting Place is now in Gozo which is the smaller island off Malta All who knew Vanessa know that she was always talking about it and visited the Island for many summer holidays. Vanessa was proud of her Maltese background . The Funeral Mass that took place there,it was held at Nadur Church,St.Peter & St.Paul Basilica . It was really very Majestic . There were 12 preist's and 24 Alter boys, two of them Brandon & Zachary were Vanessa's cousins, a full Orchestra and Choir . Again the Church was full to capacity of her Family,Aunts,Uncles ,Cousins & friends.Vanessa 's Uncles and Cousins carried her Coffin |
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| August 14th 2006 |
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On this day we had the first of many Masses to come for our Vanessa .It was held at a beautiful little Church on top of a mountain over looking the harbor in Gozo .The Church of Our Lady of Lourdes. Many of her family and friends were there my cousin Keith who came from England to attend the Mass ,it was very peaceful end to the day
This photo ;veiw of the Church |
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| August 16th 2006 |
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A Memorial Mass was held for you today Vanessa . it was given by the Said family
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| Sunday August 20th 2006 |
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Sunday august 20th 2006 Memorial Mass
Today a Memorial Mass was held for You my love at Saint Joseph Church our old Parish where You were Christened and Confirmed. The mass was given to You from Gemma & John Grech & Family. Many of Your friends showed up for lovely service
**May You Rest In Peace Vanessa**
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| Oct 4th 2006 |
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 A Memorial Golf Tournament will be held in Memory of Vanessa on October 4th in Scotland.I would like to Thank John and Guza Aitken for the Sponsoring of the Event and Purchasing of the Trophy.Thank You Both from Our Hearts.
Alice,Mike
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| October 24 th 2006 |
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To day a Memorial Mass was given for you Vanessa At Saint John The Evangalist Church . The Mass was given by Rita Elsner
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| OCT 26TH 2006 |
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The presentation on the Trophy Cup in Memory of Vanessa that was played in Scotland on Oct 4th 2006 The cup was presented by Guza Aikten to Danny.
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| Nov 1 st 2006 |
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Vanessa Head-Stone in Nadur Cemetery,Gozo,Malta.
We would like to thank Sam & Rita for the head-stone
R.I.P
ANGEL
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| Sunday Nov 5th 2006 |
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Sunday Nov 5th 2006 Memorial Mass
A Memorial Mass was held for You my love today at Saint Joseph Church
In Astoria Guza & Paul Xuereb & family gave the mass to You
Many of Your friends were there for You. **God bless You Vanessa**
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| NOV 7TH 2006 |
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Nov 7th 2006
I woke up like any other morning late ,feeling the pain of another day is about to unfold I guess when your sleeping it helps you for a little while to forget, not that you really can ever forget you just say that. This particular morning how ever I looked out the kitchen window as I do everyday, it was still dark and I just saw the faintest glimmer of light in the reflection of the glass from Saint Johns Church across the street .And for some unexplained reason I felt the need to go to the roof top with my camera to take a photo of the Sunrise. This would not be the first time I have taken photos from the roof top which by the way is 41 stories high in Manhattan for those not familiar with the building where we live.
So I grabbed my camera went to the roof top and took just 2 or 3 shots of the Sunrise which needless to say was beautiful and I was really happy that I had taken the time to do so as it helped me start my day on a good note . It was not till later that day when I downloaded the photos to my computer that I look at the shots and to me when you look at it the clouds are like wings of an angel wrapping around a building as the light of a new day begins .It made me think was it Vanessa that made me go to the roof top to see a beautiful Sunrise or was it just something totally at random. I would like to think it was the first thought that it was her saying look at the Sunrise the beginning of a new day and to put a smile on my face and to take away the pain if it was just for a little while .
Some might look at this photo and interpret it differently but that’s why everyone is different and that’s why ~Vanessa ~was Different and Special to many not just her Family but too many of her friends also. ~~If you look closely at the photo on the right hand -side it happened to be a Face in the Clouds.And that Face is Our Angelic Vanessa.What a Beautiful Angelic Cloud Looking Down on US.~~
**May You Rest In Peace My Love**
DAD
*BEAUTIFUL SUNSET*
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somebody dies, a cloud turns into an Angel
and flies up to tell God to put another
flower on a pillow.
A bird gives the message back to the world
and sings a silent prayer that makes the rain cry.
People disappear, but they never really go away.
The spirits up there put the sun to bed,
wake up the grass,
and spin the Earth in dizzy circles.
Sometimes you can see them dancing
in a cloud during the day time
when they're suppose to be sleeping.
They paint the rainbows
and also the sunsets
and make waves splash
and tug at the tide.
They toss shooting stars
and listen to windsongs, they whisper to us,
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| November 23 2006 |
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VINCENT performing with the Band at the Maltese Club. The show was in Memory of his Sister VANESSA  |
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| Nov 26st 2006 |
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Tody a Memorial Mass was held for You Darling Vanessa at Saint John the Evangalist Church.The mass was given by Mommy & Daddy & brother Vincent .We will be Forever Heart broken.
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| Nov 26th 06 |
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Today a Memorial Mass was give to you Vanessa At Saint Johns The Evangalist the mass was given to you by DR.& Mrs Andrew Gershon
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| Nov 29th 2006 |
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To day a Memorial Mass was held for you at Saint John the Evangalist Church the mass was given by Mom & Dad & brother Vincent
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| Nov 31st 2006 |
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Today a Memorial Mass was held for You Vanessa. In Mississuaga Canada at Saint Xavier Church. The Mass was given by Bridget ,Charles , Owen & Janice Scicluna
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| DECEMBER 16TH 2006 |
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A Tree Planting in Memory for Vanessa was held today at Malta at Salina Bay National Park which will opening in June 07'. The Tree was planted in Honor of Vanessa by her Uncle Tony & her Aunts Annie Mary & Rita. WeLove You and Miss You Vanessa.Look Down on Us.
In memory of a loving daughter
This sweet Znuber tree
Was planted in this special place
For everyone to see
When it grows tall and strong
And it bloom sometime in May
Let those who stand beside it
Take a minute just to pray.
For this is Vanessa's tree
And for those who may not know
She was a very special person
Whose life has touched us so.
Remember Vanessa each time you stand
Beneath this sweet Znuber tree
And may it forever bloom
In loving Vanessa's memory.
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| Dec 17th 2006 |
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A Memorial Mass was held for You today at Saint John the Evangelist Church .The Mass was given to You by Regina Riccardi ,Dolores Storch & Rose Silice.
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| January 20th 2007 |
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Saturday January 20th 2007 Memorial Mass
To day a Memorial Mass was held for You my love
It was held at The Church of the Most Precious Blood in Astoria
The mass way given by Annie & George Cremona & family
Many of Your friends showed up on a very cold winters night
But Your Spirit warmed the hearts of all.
**GOD BLESS YOU VANESSA **
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| monday jan 29th 2007 |
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A Memorial Mass was held for You Vanessa today at the church in Nadur Gozo it was given to You by your Loving Grandparents Nannu France & Nanna Carmena & Auntie Guza Zija Mary.**GOD BLESS YOU ANGEL** |
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| Wednesday January 31st 2007 |
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To day we had a Memorial Mass for You Darling Vanessa which was held at Saint John's. To mark six months since You passed away
May You** Rest in Peace My Love **
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| Vanessa Resting Place Sunday,Feb4th,2007 |
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My Darling Vanessa today mark's the first Sunday of the Month .And your Aunt's and Cousins and Family go to Visit you at your Resting Place to Pray and Place Candles and Flowers.
May You** Rest in Peace** Love
xoxoxoxo
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| SUNDAY FEB 18TH 2007 |
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Today a mass was held for you Vanessa at Saint Johns The Evangelist at 10.30 am the mass was given Zija Mary. May You **Rest in Peace** Our Love
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| Feb 28th 2007 |
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Today a Memorial Mass was held for You Vanessa at Saint John the Evangalist Church the Mass was given to You by Mom, Dad & brother Vincent . Carole(Nurse) came to join Us.She has given Us lots of Support and Love.
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| March 10th 2007 |
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Today a Memorial Mass was held for You VANESSA at the Nadur Church of Saint Peter & Paul . Your cousins Brandon & Zachary served as Alter Boys . The Mass was given to You by Your Grandparents Carmena & France & Family. Many of Your Aunts & Uncles Cousins & friends attended the Mass.
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| March 11th 2007 |
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Today a Memorial Mass was held for You VANESSA at the Church of Lourdes over looking the Habor . The Mass was given to You by Your Grandperents Carmena & France & Family. Many of Your Aunts & Uncles Cousins & friends attended the Mass.
RIP
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| March 27th 2007 |
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Darling Vanessa today a Memorial Mass was held for You in Gozo at Sacred Heart Parish in Nadur .The mass was given by Your Loving Grandperents . many of your Aunts & Uncle's & Cousin's attended .You are Forever Loved and Missed .
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| March 31 st 2007 |
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Vanessa today a Memorial Mass was held in Your Honor Daughter Vanessa at Saint John's the Evangalist Church given to you by Mom & Dad, & Vincent
your freind Crystal joined us
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| April 1st 2007 |
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Palm Sunday
Today a Memorial Mass was held in Your Honor Vanessa. In Mississuaga Canada at Saint Xavier Church. The Mass was given by Bridget ,Charles , Owen & Janice Scicluna
~Rest In Peace Preious Angel~
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| APRIL 2ND 2007 |
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A donation was made and candles lit for You Vanessa by John & Guza Aitken at Ta Pinu Church in Gozo
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| April 30th 2007 |
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A Memorial Mass was held in Your Honor today DaughterVanessa at Saint John The Evangalist . It was given to You by Mom & Dad & brother Vincent with Love
~Rest In Peace Precious Angel~ |
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| May 3rd 2007 |
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Today a Mass was held in Your Honor Daughter Vanessa at Saint Peter and Paul Church in Nadur the Mass was given to by your Aunty Rita Uncle Sam and your cousins Samatha, Brandon & Zack
~Rest In Peace Precious Angel~ |
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| May 6 TH 2007 |
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