I am speechless. So many thoughts, so many things left undone. I know how they loved to ride and feel the wind in their hair. I will miss them, so let's raise our mugs to the Kitchen Witches of the Wise Womyn's Festivals and I will send them my love with this ode to you, Cherie and Cathleen. 'Ride with the wind my friends .... ride with the wind and soar where eagles fly and angels play and sleep sweetly, contently in the arms of the GODS until we meet again.'

I was just sitting here reminiscing about one of the many trips I made to the 'big city' of St. Louis with my sister when I was little. We were on our way to her Connecticut Avenue apartment in her Blue Camero, tee-tops out. All of a sudden, she looked over at me and asked 'Has there ever been something you really wanted but Mommy and Daddy said it was too expensive?' Of course, my reply was 'YES!' :) She then told me that the next time that happened, I should look my Dad straight in the eye and tell him "Charge It!' She asked me periodically over the entire weekend what I was supposed to say if I wanted something, to make sure I would remember. It's so funny how you remember the little things like that. I've remembered some of the craziest things in this past week, from the names, colors, and personalities of the 6 cats she had in her one bedroom apartment to how good her hair always smelled. (That may sound a little strange) I guess memories are the things that keep us all going and keep the spirits of Cathy and Cherie alive.

I find myself coming to the website and looking through the pictures. I always linger on the one of Cherie and Cathleen in the coffee shop, looking into each others eyes. I absolutely LOVE that picture! The happiness and joy I see in their faces cannot help but bring a smile to mine.

Thanks again for this website and to all who share their memories and stories. It is so helpful and comforting to be able to come here and find my sister when I miss her the most.

erika, i dig that song too..........lka

The memorial was awesome! It did done a wonderful job of starting my healing process. It ain't gonna be easy, but none the less....... Thank you dearly for all your kindness. Never have I been a place where I was received with open arms from Everyone.. I am, so very pleased to have met each and everyone of you. I have had an awakening... thank you so much.

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty-handed
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance


I hope you dance, I hope you dance


I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin' might mean takin' chances, but they're worth takin'
Lovin' might be a mistake, but it's worth makin'
Don't let some hell-bent heart leave you bitter
When you come close to sellin' out, reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance


I hope you dance, I hope you dance
I hope you dance, I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion, always rolling us along
Tell me who wants to look back on their years
And wonder, where those years have gone)


I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance


Dance, I hope you dance
I hope you dance, I hope you dance
I hope you dance, I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along
Tell me who wants to look back on their years
And wonder where those years have gone)

anyone wishing still to make any donations ....please were still looking to keep up what they had going so please keep them coming thank you. and yeah stop by and see dale she needs a hug from all of us love to all dh

HELLO SWEET FREINDS ARE WE HOLDING ON REMEMBER IF YOU NEED A SHOULDER OR JUST AN EAR THERE WILL BE SOMONE THERE FOR YOU ..AND LETS ALL THINK ABOUT CROWDING THAT COURT ROOM FOR OUR SISTERS WE STAND TALL AND WE STAND TOGATHER LETS SHOW OUR PRIDE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I haven't asked Dale about this yet but I can't imagine why she would object. Some of us creative types:-) are going to start an open mike group, probably in February, around that stupid holiday, Valentine's Day (Sorry but a lover cheated on me on Valentine's Day and it has since been a stupid holiday) Oh go ahead and laugh. I am over it. It was her loss;-)

Contact me about it. Make a comment here if you like or on the blog. Send me email, grab me as I fly by, or flag me down at the one darn traffic light in Melrose, if you would like to participate, by reading your writings, your poetry and singing your songs, or if you would merely like to sit for awhile on a cool evening and applaud:-)

Saturday Night Live at the coffee shop?

To unknown, who wrote below........I was honered to share "me".....with all you cool floridians, ( as cathy would call you all). My heart if flowing over due to who bunch of real hip folks that are really getting something right." I will sign: Lori.......I love you all.

GABBY THEY MISS YOU TWO BUT THEY ARE SHINNING DOWN ON YOU AND ALL OF RIGHT NOW LOVE YOU

WE WALK ALONE AND TOGATHER TODAY TO REMEMBER OUR TWO SISTERS YOU WILL BE MISSED SO DEARLY BUT WE HOLD THE LOVE AND LAUGHTER YOU BROUGHT TO ALL OF US . THROUH THE SUN AND RAIN AND AMOUNG THE CLOUDES YOU WALK PROUDLY AND SHINE SO BRIGHT AS YOU ALWAYS HAVE GOD BLESS THEIR TWO FAMILYS AND GIVE LOVE AMONG ALL

cherie was my 1st cousin, my sister and i are looking at some photos from california we have of cherie, words cannot, express our sorrow, aunt francis i am so sorry, but i know she is in heaven, with uncle bill ,and the rest of our family,

I miss c and c badly

The Ride

Just like any other day...
A flick of canvas,
a bright glimmer of chrome on red...
Beautiful, bright blue sky, puffy white clouds and verdant green.
But today I wear scarlet...
And polished black...
To honor them.
Lights, red to green...
Dappled flashes of sunlight tease a few more tears from the eyes...
And even the thunder is muted...
Like taps.
And a long black scarf flying as a pennant...
Flown proudly...
In defiance.
A dusty road... gathering... faces... a feast of the senses.
A celebration...
All to short my friends,
And it could never be enough.
Glove to glove, a salute, a wave...
And I am alone with my thoughts...
Amidst the gathering of stars.


Brenda Carlson '05

TO LORI AND DAWN GODBLESS YOU BOTH FOR MAKING THE JOURNEY TO OUR BELOVED LITTLE TOWN WE ALWAYS OPEN ARMS AND HEARTS FOR YOU BOTH THANKYOU SO MUCH FOR SHARING YOU WITH US.WE'LL NEVER FORGET YOU

I can walk to the coffee shop. I am also an active member of Trinity Episcopal church across the street. I have been going to coffeeshop since they opened. I have come to value the therapy I get there, from Cherie and Dale and Cathleen. They have helped me through health scares, surgeries, lovers, parenting issues, work issues. I may have to just start PAYING for therapy now. Don't let anything happen to you, Dale!

I've always been a loud mouth white woman. Cherie could make me feel meek&mild;, beautiful, smart, funny, grieving,... Wherever I was heading, she seemed to help me get there and be okay with it. She made me jump from personality into essence, or vice versa, in 10 seconds.

On the mornings when Cherie was there at 7 AM, she would be working on some papers thing outside. She would always comment about the beautiful sunrising sky. Dale did aerobics to wait on customers and compensate for the time it took for Cherie's big embrace then soul stare then words of wisdom. Cathleen was aperfect mate for Cherie, and though I didn't know her as well, what's not to love about her? I'm confident they are together now.

The service/gathering was wonderful. So many people dearly loved both of them. I am going to strive to keep their presence around me. I will do my part to keep the coffeeshop the source of warm fuzzies for all who enter.

Dear Brandi ~ What has been said about this memorial and how it would have been a comfort to you is true beyond measure. Through it, you would have seen Cathleen in so many different and wonderful ways, the perspectives that come when someone really begins to expand and grow. When you come here, I believe you'll understand what I mean. I'm so glad you [and the rest of your family] were able to meet Cherie, to know the energy and spirit of the one person in this world who brought your sister true, complete happiness. I believe you'll also bring to us additional perspectives of your older sister. It's easy to imagine Cathleen's special love for a/her younger sister. Please, if you will, notify me by e-mail prior to your coming, so I can be certain to meet you. Or, better yet, notify all of us here, so the many who would want to meet you will have the opportunity. I don't move within the regular circles of Melrose, so would not be in the loop[s] for learning of your visit; and weekends are the only times available for me to go to the coffee shop. If left to chance, I would be too likely to miss you. I would appreciate the opportunity to meet you. Thanks.

I'm deeply sorry for the loss of your sister. I know she brought a precious kind of caring to you in your life.

Love,
Elizabeth

My coffee will never taste the same without Cheri's thumb in My coffee cup. Cheri and Cathleen always made me smile with their non-politically correct views on life itself.

My name is Nicole and Cherie was my aunt. From the time I was born, 21 years ago, Auntie Cherie was always there for me. As a child, my sisters, my cousins and I spent a great deal of time in Newport with her. She opened my mind and heart to so many new and exciting ideas that will never be forgotten. All of you who knew Cherie, know what a kind, gentle, spiritual, friendly, vivacious woman she was and that is how I will always remember her. Only meeting Cathleen once, I was enthralled by the way she and Cherie complemented each other. There was so much love and compassion present whenever either of them entered the room. If they cannot be with us, I am comfortable knowing that they are together watching over all of us, keeping us safe.

To all of her "Take Me Places" family in Melrose, it has been a pleasure to read all of your thoughts about my aunt. Knowing how many lives she has touched and influenced sends a great feeling to my heart. She was a wonderful and important influence in my life and she will continue to be, ALWAYS. A part of her will live on within me forever and I hope that a part of her will live on in all of you also.

*~ I Love You Auntie ~*
You and Cathleen will be truly missed
Watch Over Us
"Love and Blessings"
Nicole

Dear Danielle ~ I've been tempted to respond to many of these messages, but it's unrealistic and inappropriate to actually do so. However, with this one of yours, I feel compelled. Thank you for sharing the explanation of Cherie's nickname/moniker for your Dad, something very special that I and many others never would have known. Your heartbreak is so visible through your words, and I'm thankful that you keep coming here to express it. It will help to heal you. I understand your uncertainty about owning Cathleen's truck. However, it would be so much better to have someone who knew and loved Cathleen to be driving it. When the time comes, your heart will tell you how to deal with your mother's loving gesture. My suggestion [if you're open to a well-meant one] would be to go sit and be in the truck before you decide. Cathleen left so much love in any space she ever occupied. Going on in your own life, with the support of that gentle love whose vibrations still resonate in that truck, could be an ongoing, beautiful, and tangible access and reminder of your love for these, two women and their love for you. It would also be a continual reminder to you to love and be open to other people and to all that life has to offer. I hope you'll be open to the possibilities. I'm certain Cathleen and Cherie, both, would love for you to be the one to drive it, especially as your very first car. It will have more meaning for you than any other car possibly could have.

Love,
Elizabeth

My hands are shaking as I bring you yet another message.
But I don't know if I'll ever sleep well again.

I read what my mom wrote last night and again what everyone wrote today. But my mother signed my dad as Dan the man which was Cherie's name for him. I hope everyone keeps calling him that in her memory because she was the first one to ever call him Dan instead of Danny.

I kept thinking about that last night and it made my heart ache for her even more than I thought possible and needless to say, I didn't get much sleep. I woke up after about the hour of sleep I got with a bad taste in my mouth and my first thought was Cathleen, the first word that came to my mind was her name. I keep replaying what everyone said over and over in my mind and anytime I try to think about something else I always drift back to them. I was thinking about how they are going to sell Cathleen's little ford truck and how my mom said she might buy it for me since I am soon to drive. But it just led me back to what Patricia said about Cherie and her big Cadillac and I was thinking, why oh why didn't she drive it with all it's tons of metal? And I wonder if my mother did buy that little ford, if I'd ever be able to drive it? It would remind me of Cathleen and it would keep me connected to her life, but I don't know if I could bear it.

Everyone loved them so much and I am so glad that Katrina is going to rebuild the statue and that we're going to keep the coffee shop open because it's what they would have wanted. They would truly love this site and I know they would appreciate how much we love them. To Cherie and Cathleen's families, I am sorry for your losses and I'm sure you can already see that they were quite loved and had their own version of a family right here so far away from home. We were glad you could lend them to us for those few years that we got to enjoy them and I hope that you will come to visit us soon so you can see what they made together. I wish you could have been at the memorial yesterday because I think you would have loved it. I wrote a poem for them that I will post at a later time but I just wanted their family and friends to know that we loved them so very much and that along with them wrapping us in their love, we did the same in return.

As always, I love you Cherie and Cathleen.

I'll write later on my gratitude for yesterday's phenomenally-fitting memorial, but for now I want to thank Dawn for your love of Cathleen; for your coming with Lori and for your support of her; for your husband's acting on his intuitive awareness of your strong need for both of you to be here with us; and for your braving your fear of public speaking to stand up, on behalf of two people you so deeply love, to share with us. You both brought Cathleen to us in a loving way that only you could have.
Thank you.
Love,
Elizabeth

Today started off being one of the hardest days of my life. Never in my wildest dreams or nightmares did I expect to lose Cherie and Cath so quickly and yet they are on to their next adventure and thank Goddess together.

As I got my keyboards together this AM sobbing through their song, I thought that there was no way that I could possibly sing at all let alone their song but through the enormous love and swell of community energy [and a good dose of homeopathic Ignatia for grief] the Muse took my hands and led me through my pain to find a place inside where the joy and exuberance of my 2 sweet friends still lived and delivered me to the music that they loved so well... Cherie was always giving me perscriptions for making my life better... drink more water... well yeah... sit by the Grandmother tree, she has something to say to you... play your music at least 1hr a day... so today I drank lots of water and sat by the Grandmother Tree and played lots of music and feel better than I thought possible. But when my well meaning friends ask me what do I need, all I can say is a new heart because mine is breaking.

When Cherie first got her Accupuncture license, she was called Doctor, and I called her Doctor Of Love which she just loved and so she was and Cathleen was easily as skilled a healer in her way.Cath and I really understood each other and instictively knew what would upset the other and sought to create safety for each other whenever possible. She was a very balanced soul and her soft-spoken demeanor belied a woman with the courage of a lion. Two such different friends but such a perfect pair when put together. Cherie so totally overstated at times while Cath was so understated. They have left a hole and a whole fabric of connected people where strangers used to reside so thank you both for giving me the opportunity to share your vision and most importantly your love.

Cathy shall live in the hearts of family and the friends she made and be known always for the foundations she laid. Her goodness and fairness shall never die- but will be seen in her journey's path, and ride and shine on like the sun in the sky. Just as Honor and Truth and soul mates endure forever, death is powerless to destroy or to sever.... so Cathy's soul has taken flight, onto a road where there is no map nor night. She is not dead, she has only gone on- to a brighter more wonderful dawn. Cathleen and Cherie have found in each other more happiness than most people can find in a lifetime. Though deeply saddened to see them go, knowing they're together somehow softens the blow.

I had written this a few days ago, and have been wanting to share, although most of this is already expressed and known by so many who knew and loved them. The memorial party today was all we couldve wished for them, and more, and my deep gratitude goes to all who put so much work and heart into making that happen. Thank you, thank you. I have found deep comfort in my belief that Cheries and Cathleens highest selves were ready and planning their journey to the spirit world. There are several reasons that Ive come to believe this. If youd asked C & C, how would you like to spend your last day on earth? Cant you just hear Cherie say ~ Take the Harley to the beach, spend the day horseback riding with our friends ~ That's their perfect last day. On Saturday, Cherie held her 2 hands to the sky and proclaimed I pray to do everything I can to help all the souls who died in the Tsunami Well, Spirit said OK, Great! But You can help more from this side. Cherie and Cathleen had both triumphed over adversity and were very happy in their lives now. They had completed the tasks they came to do and learned what they needed. Already. I asked Cherie recently, On a scale of 1 to 10, how happy are you? She replied, Im having a bad day, Im at about an 8. 8 on a bad day. Pretty darn joyful really. She was, they were, they are. We werent ready to lose them ministering to our needs, but they were ready to move on, and do more. They went out on a high note. For me, I vow to keep their legacy alive by adopting some of their habits, For example, Cheries pure enjoyment of her senses; Beauty, art, flowers, tastes, smells, sensations She reveled in those things. Ive been trying to remember to fully enjoy and immerse myself in any delightful moment or experience. To learn from Cathleen to listen with full attention. And I vow I will remain inspired to love with Fearless Abundance as Cherie did/does. She let love flow though her like water through a fountain. I find comfort in knowing that their vibrations will continue to spread and grow like ripples on the water, because we can give that much love to each other now. I know that having had Cherie and Cathleen in my life will TAKE ME PLACES I never would never have known. And I know I will see them again.
To all of our friends, and especially to Cherie and Cathleen,
Love always, Lois and Tom Stephens

I feel it is necessary to address several posts that have been made today. Brandi's feelings regarding Lori are not disrespectful to Cathy's memory.

I am Cathy's cousin and our family loved Cathy very much. We are all grieving, but no one grieves for Cathy more than her parents and siblings. Cathy loved her little sister more than anyone can even begin to imagine. They adored each other, and Cathy would never want anyone to say that Brandi didn't love and respect her.

Cathy and Cherie visited with Cathy's parents, brother, and sister at Thanksgiving. They embraced Cherie and were thrilled that the two of them could spend the holiday with them. I don't know exactly what Lori said regarding the pictures at Cathy's visitation but the picture of Cathy in her wedding dress was a beautiful picture of her. There were no pictures of her ex-husband but there were many of her with Cherie. The pictures that her family chose to display were representative of her whole life not just the last few years.

Cathy's obituary spoke lovingly of Cherie. And Saturday at the funeral the minister did an amazing job of including Cherie's memory and made the service into a moving tribute to both Cathy and Cherie, which I know would have made Cathy so happy.

I know that there are many people in Melrose that loved Cathy and miss her very much. Believe me, that makes me extremely happy. I have always loved Cathy and I'm so glad that she found a community of loving friends in Florida. Most of all, I'm glad she found Cherie.

I wish that Lori didn't feel the way she does. I can promise her that Cathy has a family that will always love her. When my mother called me at work Monday to tell me what had happened, I couldn't wrap my mind around the words she was speaking. We spent every Thanksgiving of my childhood with Cathy and her family. In my mind, she must still be standing at our kitchen sink doing the dishes after dinner (she always did the dishes as a thank you to my mom). Or maybe she is standing in her mom's kitchen eating veggies & dip or seafood off the seafood tray we always had on Christmas Eve at their house. But no matter where I looked for her in my mind she was still gone. And that breaks my heart. No one should doubt that Cathy was loved by her whole family- parents, brothers, sisters, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. We will miss her forever. And nothing that anyone says can change that.

I know that Cherie's family feels the same way and is grieving just as much as anyone. On behalf of my whole family, I want to send them our deepest sympathies.

This tragedy should not become a competition to see who loved Cathy and Cherie more. We all loved them in different ways and for different reasons.

But now I have to say a special message just to Cathy- I always wear heels and with them I'm about 5' 6" so I've got beat you by about seven inches. But if it makes you feel any better, Sondi's daughter is almost taller than me so I guess that's karmic retribution for teasing you about being short when I was a kid.

I met Cathy once about 7 years ago. It is hard to remember her since I was meeting her and her whole family for the first time. My belief that she was quiet is reinforced by this site.

I married Cathy's cousin, Anna, and am blessed to be a part of her family. 7 months ago we had a baby boy, Ian. He is a joy, he is a miracle, and we are blissfully happy. But I have also continued to worry about the world into which we brought him.

War, hate, Tsunami, crime, and even the election have often led me to a cynical and worrisome place. I sometimes worry if the world is losing its way.

This site, and all of you who have posted have shown that it has not. You are an inspiration, and are a wonderfully loving community of friends and neighbors and strangers-no-more.

Cherie and Chathy have left an indelible imprint on your lives and your community. It is certain you all did so with them. Having visited this site, they and you have now left one on me as well. Their love and memories are well served by you all.

Thank you for this site. It is inspiring, and it is a continuation of their beautiful spirits. It has been a distinct pleasure to have met you all, to have met Cherie, and to have seen cousin Cathy again.

I'll have a large half-caf-decaf, black, please. I'll be back, and when he's old enough, I'll bring my boy too. Bless you all.

I would also like to point out one more thing, I really agree with Angela as far as how wonderful and loving they were. However, I don't think that god intended for them to die. Of course, people that know our religion know that I wouldn't believe that. Death is a terrible thing and is admittedly inevitable but it's never planned and there's never a reason for it. The two of them made their own destiny and created their own purpose because that's how they were with their energy. I love you all and I know we will all miss them as we would miss our families. If any of you need someone to hug you while you cry then I'm always here for you guys.

I don't think any of us can describe the pain we're feeling but if my mother and father had been the ones on that motorcycle I could not have felt more pain. It tore at my heart and I just wanted to deny it. And to wonder how two people so vibrant and strong could be gone. How could they leave us when we needed them so much? My heart was stripped bare today when I watched everyone crying and I knew how many other people loved them. But I think that no matter how much we say Cherie had no boundaries I think that somewhere she was shy. She wrote that poem to us but never showed us.

I felt so close to Cathleen because she treated me like an adult and she listened to what I had to say. She never thought of me as 'just a teen' but more as an equal. I guess I loved her for that, along with everything else. I would also like to point out that she wasn't speaking of our wake and that she only went into the issue at the urging of some of our gathered. --> I am glad Lori came and spoke about Cathleen who I felt not many people really did see because she was more in the background. The two of them will be missed greatly and they buried themselves more deeply into our hearts than anyone could really express and more than I think they knew. Just the way they were made you want to love them, even the republicans as Patricia pointed out. I will always love that iron gate with the two huge C's that guards their yard. The two of them obviously loved each other very much and I think Kate and Kirsten were right about Cathleen, she couldn't let herself die without knowing that Cherie had also gone. It is something that many people have happen, knowing there is something they need to do, and for Cathleen it was knowing what was going on with Cherie.

My mother will never get over this, I can tell you this for a fact. Two of her best friends are gone, and my family has gotten a little smaller with their loss. I can't tell any of my friends from school because they would never understand how I could be so close to people that much older than me, people that weren't really my family but they were so close to it. I love you Cherie and Cathleen, and I miss you. Always know that and don't ever let anything dampen your spirits. No matter what anyone said today or what is left on your blog, know that it's because we love you. I haven't gotten over the anger enough to let my grief spill over but there will be a time. I love you,
Danielle

Sonjia, and Marie, many more huggz for you too. Danielle and Renee, Stacey, Cheryl, thanks for holding me up.

My aunt Cherie had to be the most awsome person. She was just so great words cant even begin to describe. The summer of 2003 was the last time i got to really hang out with my aunt and the first time i hung out with cathleen. I remember thinking that she was sooo totally cool and her and my aunt cherie were just the greatest. When they were here i stayed with them everyday went on little trips down memory lane, things like that. but the little trip that i remember the most and will never forget was when my aunt cherie, cathleen, one of my very good friends and I all went to Newport. It was a great day and we went to Brenton point. We all went walking on the rocks and watched the kites fly, Then we decided to take a walk through the woods. As we walked we saw old broken down barns and stuff and my aunt had a story for everything then I wanted to show my friend what i called "the tower". it was really a little old building but it was really cool because you could walk to the top and you could see everything. my friend and i ran with cathleen and aunt cherie behind all the way up. and my favorite part of the whole day was up standing there all together seeing everything, the ocean, the beach, the rocks, and the sunset. it was so beautiful. then after that i didnt want to leave so i asked if we could explore some more and walk deeper into the woods and my auntie was okay with it and she let me lead the way and we just kept going and going. it was so cool. we took pictures on this huge tree we found and we ended the day with finding are way out and a refreshing Del's lemonade for the ride home.

There are so many memories i have had with my auntie and as i grow i will cherish them within my heart as i do now. this has had to be the hardest thing i have ever had to do within my 13 years of living but i refuse to see it in a bad way i mean my aunt cherie and cathleen were such graceful, beautiful, all around awsome people that it just can't be bad. The way i see it god was proud and he new they were worthy and ready for him. I love them so much and i always will forever. <3 Erika Lynn

Wow, they would have been proud (I am sure they are). Lori and Dawn, I am so pleased to have met you. many more huggs Cate, Kirsten, Harimandir, Patricia, Cindy, Sonja Lou, Flash, Stacey, Les, Maureen, Dale, Hap, Danielle, Renee, Cynthia, Marc, Mark, Jane, Tara, Jan and Kathy. Three Sue's and the other Hap, and many many more.

I met all of you through "Take Me Places", see you there! Brandi, It was a lovely Tribute to your sister and Cherie. Angela, you said it so well. We will all miss these 2 shining stars. We need to keep their flame of love alive, keep passing the torch.

Dear Lori ~

Thank you so much for coming to Cathleen and Cherie's memorial service today. Meeting you and Dawn has helped keep Cathleen alive and given me so much, deeply appreciated insight into the Cathleen I knew and loved.

Thank you, as well, for your participation in the service itself. Thank you especially for your honesty. I know your friendship with Cathleen has been long and very deep, and you knew her better and more intimately than anyone, aside from Cherie. Your being there today, and your sharing was a blessing for all of us who have known and spent time with Cathleen. I feel better just knowing that she had the love of a longlasting, true friend like you. You've been there for her from the beginning, and that was so very evident. These many miles still didn't stop you. You brought the texture of rich patinae to Cathleen's memory, the kind that exists only after years of shared experience, trust, and love have brought friends so deeply together. I feel grateful that you were able to come, see, and share in a community that knew and loved Cathleen just as she was, in the present, and continually growing in the arms of her one, true love, Cherie. You were able to see Cathleen's world, the one she loved so much, and the many friends who surrounded her. You saw Cathleen's world, in all its wonder/fullness. I saw Cathleen through you and through your and Cathleen's friend, Dawn. I am immensely grateful for the truth, the honesty, and the memories of Cathleen's life that you brought today. We loved you. I love you.

Love,
Elizabeth Bacon-Smith

We are back home and everything is quiet and still, and I just wanted to thank everyone who came to the memorial today, to laugh and cry, sing and share the memories of Cherie and Cathleen. Flash thank you for starting this tribute of with Blessings, I could almost see Cherie there at your side belting it out with you and for your beautiful tribute to them, you did a remarkable job, as I knew you would. Kate, you did a wonderful job speaking, I know how hard that had to be and you did well. I know Cherie and Cathleen were smiling on you. What a wonderful celebration today was and what a fitting tribute to our friends. I know they were standing near dancing and singing right along with us, they loved a good party and they wouldn't have missed this one.

Dale, you know anything you need all you have to do is ask and we'll be there. My heart went out to you during the military ceremony. Being a military brat and wife, I have been through many of them and they are never easy, but I was proud of how strong you were even though I know your heart had to be breaking. I was very glad to see that Cherie was being honored for the time she spent serving her country and she deserved that tribute.

It was good to hear more laughter today, it's time to dry the tears and start remembering our wonderful friends with the smiles and laughter and the love and open hearts that they would want. This will be the real tribute and testiment to their being. Blessings to each and everyone of you and we will be seeing you in the coffee shop.

HELLO TO ALL. THIS IS A TIME FOR ALL OF US THAT LOVED CATH& CHERIE TO LAUGH AND THINK OF WHAT JOY THEY BROUGHT INTO OUR LIFES ITS NO TIME FOR ANYONE TO BELITTLE SOMONE ON THIS WEBSITE .THEY WOULDN'T OF WANTED THIS SO PLEASE LETS LOVE, LAUGH AND THINK PEACFULL THOUGHTS OF THEM AND THOSE WHO LOVED THEM .THIS IS THERE DAY..............

Cherie and Cathleen were both my aunts. (I called them my aunties.) They were just, always so much fun to be around and I loved to talked to them on the phone, and when they came down, we would have so much fun and get in to trouble with my dad.

I remember this one time, when auntie Cherie and I were driving in the car and she had no idea what was going on and I didn't know where we were and of course neither of us had a cell phone so we were pretty much lost. Auntie I think was going 60-70 in like a 50 mile lane the police were behind and she didn't know what to do she w as fooling around with the officer and laughing and bugging him trying and thinking that she would get out of it... he didn't think it was very funny, but I did.

I just can remember so well, all of the good times that I had with them. I remember just recently they had come down before their accident and that was really, the first time that I ever really met Cathleen in person, I had talked to her on the phone and stuff like that before, but I had never met her in person. They both came down for thanksgiving, oh my goodness we had the best time just joking and we all got pedicures, I remember that all auntie was saying was how pretty her feet were all day! Haha, kind of sounds like her right? I know. Well, the next day that they were leaving, I am so glad that I spent all the time with them that I did, and Im so glad that I said that I loved them, before they left that day because, who would've know that, that would be the last time that I would ever see either of them again. I found out what had happened that one Sunday night on January 2nd 2005, and I remember that so many people had called us crying because, they couldn't believe what had happened, my dada went down to Florida to finish some things for them when they died and, he found this card, that Cathleen had written to her about I guess what it seemed like to me, just to tell her how much she loved her and the last thing that she wrote on the card was, "Cherie, I love you and you are my Angel Love and I am so looking forward to the new year of 2005 and spending it with you.

Much love, Cathleen." and since this was one of the last things that she gave to her and they never got to experience of what a wonderful new year that I was going to be, I thought it was very sad, and I broke into tears. I know that god had a plan for both of them though, and I had to be strong, but I also knew that, everything happens for a reason and I think that I figured out that reason. And here it is, auntie Cherie was an all around happy and wonderful person, and she was always talking to someone knew, and making new friends, when she came to the town. No-one knew anyone, and my auntie had a way with people, and brought them all together and Cathleen before she met my auntie Cherie, she wasn't very social, but my aunt brought out the best in her and she soon became the same way as my auntie, and they both, together changed so many peoples lives, this world will never be the same with out them. But, I really do believe that this is one of the things that had had created them to do, and when they had finished the task that they were sent to do, it was their time to go, like I said, everything happens for a reason, and because of this death all of their families, and our families, and our friends, and their friends, have all become closer, and all because of them, just because they changed us and they brought us so close together, (everything happens for a reason) well I think that I can definitely speak for everyone, when I say that I love them so much! Auntie Cherie told me so much about all of you at the coffee shop, and I know that if you knew auntie Cherie and you live where she does, she just trusts every one, everyone is always equal in her eyes, and everyone in town has a key to her house and the coffee shop! Haha - - she was so trusting with everyone. And she was a great aunt, and from all of the responses from her friends, I know personally, that she was a great friend also. I know it personally because she was one of my best friends, we would talk about everything together. Well, I am definitely going to miss both of them so much they were my family, my aunts, my friends, and I will miss them more than anything, and I know that everyone else will too! No one will be exactly like they were when she was here but everything happens for a reason. Aunties. I love you and I miss you more than anything in this world.

God bless you both - - R.I.P - - I love you ~ Angela

In response to Brandi, I worked with Cathleen and heard about you from her many times, and I know you two were close, I wish you had been here today for the love-ing and healing that was happening is incrediable!!

As Cathy's sister, I want to reassure all of you that Cathy was loved VERY VERY much by her ENTIRE family. My sister was the world to me and none of us will be the same without her or Cherie. I know many of you have not had a chance to meet face to face with any of the family, but I reassure you that you will be seeing me very soon. I would love to write more about these two wonderful women, as that is what all of this is supposed to be about. I promise I will write more later about anything anyone would like to know about the life I cherished with my sister.

Sorry for the second posting.

Most of you are at the memorial now. I wanted to be there so much. I would have hopped a flight in, but things are difficult here right now. I think Matthew and I would have shirked our heavy burdens of responsibilities to make the run, but Matthew has two broken ribs from an accident and I have strep throat, so it wasn't going to be. Life gets overwhelming sometimes, we keep thinking about how Cherie and Cathy made living life look so easy!

I tried to call the house, but the machine answered and said it was full. Of all the things I expected to happen when I called, hearing Cherie and Cath's voice again wasn't one of them. I sat imagining the last few private messages people were able to leave before the space was used up. "Don't forget eggs for the shop." "We love you, please call when you get home!" "How can you be gone? We weren't ready for you to leave us." We'll never know.

I don't remember the day I met Cherie. She wasn't at TMP the first time I arrived. I was rather lost, new job, new place to live, no friends. When I met Cherie, I knew I found a home. Cherie, Cathy, Hap, and everyone at TMP made leaving Melrose one of the most difficult things Matthew and I have ever done.

Cathleen. She was one of the few people I have met that could focus in on a person and really listen. I tend to be pretty quiet, so on a busy day at TMP, anything I had to say would get drowned out, but not if Cathleen was there. She must have had amazing ears, because she'd listen to me, like I was the only person there. Not many people have ever done that for me. She is one of the few people in my life who seemed to believe that what I had to say was important.

Our thougts are in Melrose today, even though we are in New York.

karyn and matt

Cherie, I've been up early this morning guided by the spirit to pray and celebrate. You are certainly dearly missed by myself, and my daughter Oladuni. Thanks for all the times you came and picked her up, took her swimming, and gave her motorcycle rides, we LOVE YOU and Kathleen dearly. Fly high amongst the angels in heaven and soar. Omito 01/09/05------Happy New Year!

My thoughts go out to them and know they are still riding in heaven. I met Cherie and she touched my soul. I am so sorry for everyone's loss.

Dearest Cherie and Cathleen, today is the celebration of your life. I know that the two of you feel the love that we all have for you. This week we have mourned your passing but today we will celebrate your life and it will be a day of rejoicing. We all miss you so very much. To the Editor of this site. Thank you for what you have created here and if the site gets sooooo big that you need funds to help keep in going, please do not hesitate to ask. I am sure that you will get more support than you will ever need. This site will help keep them in our hearts forever and keep us on a mission to get stiffer laws on the books for repeat offenders.

It wasn't too long ago that I was undergoing some heart monitoring before a scheduled surgery. The hospital had me wear a "halter monitor" for a 24 hour period. I should have KNOWN not to stop by the coffee shop during that 24 hour period! Cherie decided it was the perfect day to "kidnap me" for some shopping and lunch. If you know Cherie, then you know my halter monitor "spiked" a few times that afternoon.... maybe when she had to get her sarong back under control! sigh. I'll miss you Cherie.

And Cathleen. Deb and I were at our wits end. We had invited 30 or 40 women to the house for a New Year's Day party (2004) and had tons of food to put out. We were so not ready for the day, so we put in a frantic call to Cathleen. She and Cherie came right over, but it was Cathleen who took over. She gave Cherie some simple task to keep her busy... I think it was filling the deviled eggs! And then she told us to go shower, change, and get ready for the event. By the time Cherie was done with the eggs... and we were ready for guests... Cathleen had just about every thing else already done. sigh. I'll miss you Cathleen.

Together they came to the house on the Harley to check on me after my surgery. They brought love and healing stones. sigh. I'll miss you both.

I haven't seen or spoken to Cathy in 20 years since high school. I remember her as sweet and quiet. I don't remember her looking any happier than she looks in these pictures. We should all be so blessed as to find such happiness. It is obvious both ladies were loved by many. My deepest sympathies. May God Bless.

Cathy came to this town with hurt all over her. It was apparent from the first that she had a first rate mind. She was quick as lightening and just as bright...she was a quick study. But in the beginning she used her brillance to hide behind...it sometimes seemed...and she always seemed poised to take off, like a wounded bird.

But she warmed to the people around here and Cherie and she began to leave her pain behind, dropping the baggage to the ground, and it was a wonderous thing to watch that woman begin to fly and then to soar....you could see her wings grow.

It was a lesson in the power of love...

My daughter and I were talking about the divas tonight and Danielle said that what she liked most about Cathleen was that when Cathleen was talking to her , she didn't treat her like the teenage child she was. Cherie always asked about my kids and called them "my dear". Our family saw them last at Bob's pre-New Years/ Open House and they took time with each of the kids. There is a huge, aching, empty spot not only in the town of Melrose, in my family's circle of friends, but also in my heart or the spot it used to reside. I keep replaying in my mind the last I saw of them Sunday. I had my monthly fundraiser for the horses, Cherie and Cathleen rode in on the Harley shopeed for a minute or two, and put their purchase on a tab. then they put on their helmets and roared slowly (if that's possible) out of the parking lot. It was a beautiful day for a bike ride, they had a wonderful day at the beach with friends, and If I had to die I would wish for it to happen quickly and at the end of a perfect day. As Dolly Parton said in her lyrics, " I will always love you." Both.

Les, Danielle, Ethan, Gabby and Dan the Man

I can only write a little bit at this time, because if you look really close you can probably see the tear stains. I found Take Me Places in February after Cherie had opened it in October, I think in the four years she was with us here, I may have missed a total of a month from there. When I first started eating there It was a McCherie and 2/3 coffee and 1/3 cream. Then I decided to lose weight. Cherie, ever the sales woman, began to make scambled eggs for me. She always told whoever was in the shop when I was how many pounds I had lost. That was the best encouragement to keep losing it.

I am sitting here with tears pouring down my face, wishing that the happy memories would stop the grief. It hasn't happened yet.

On day four of being without electricity after one of the hurricanes I went into town to get some hot coffee and an egg on bagel sandwich. Cherie looked at me before I said a word and said Come on, Ron, things arent that bad. Cherie, you should have been a bartender. She has gone but her spirit lives in each of us.

deb c wrote a short poem below. I had to laugh because I thought I was the best friend and all week I have been hearing."They were my best friends" Lovely. I have added a couple of pictures to the blog and will continue to do so as time permits.

I walked up to my kennel to spend some peaceful time with my greyhounds after hearing of the lose of these two wonderful souls. The night was dark and very crisp, canopied in a multitude of white shining stars. I knew they were up there, looking down on all of us here in Melrose. Cherie and Cathy... your "bright light" little coffee shop helped make Melrose feel like home.

You will be very missed in this very special little town.

Carol I literally just wrote Cheries and Cathleens song 2 days ago while doing some spiritual cleanup at the crash site sitting there overlooking Rice Creek Bridge and the words just flowed through me like water. Last night I took a deep breath and approached my keyboards to see if I could write some music that I had already heard in my head. Didn't know if I could get it out but it flowed nicely as well through tears but out it came..so no I have yet to record this but hopefully will find a way to sooner than later and make it available on this site. My other 2 CDs are available on my site Flashsilvermoon.com not sure if thats what you wanted.We'll see what magic may bring this song to those who loved them so much.
Blessings Flash

My name is Greg. I use to date Cathy back when she was in high school and I just left the army. I do realize that Cathy had gone a different direction in life since our time together, (I hope that is the right choice of words) I still remember her as a very sweet and wonderful person and I still cherish the time that we was together. I was saddened to tears over what happened, and I just wish that I could of spoke to her one last time. and for providing me with a very enjoyable summer way back then, Cathy, thank you very much, I never did stop loving you, Greg. Four times around the ferris wheel. Don't ask, she knows.

.... and I thought I was their best friend....
...and you thought you were their best friend....
...and she thought she was their best friend..
. ......and he thought he was their best friend....
...and we were all right....
....and that's how big their hearts were.

It has taken me almost a full week to be able to write this. My heart is broken. And yet somehow beneath the unthinkable sadness, grief and anger, I feel happiness that I was privileged to know these two wonderful women. I know that I met Cherie shortly after she opened the coffee shop, but I can't really remember meeting her, because I feel as though I have always known her. I stopped in the coffee shop every time I had a chance, because I knew that along with a cup of coffee I would also receive kind words, a few laughs, a book to read or an introduction to a new and interesting friend -- and always a hug from Cherie. Cherie had the unique gift of being able to bring together people from all walks of life. She created a wonderful Melrose community. She and Cathleen also inspired so many of us with their relationship -- the way they sent each other cards, left loving notes for each other around the house or coffee shop, and suprised each other with thoughtful gifts and secret vacations. Their inspiration has made me a better partner in my own relationship. This tragic accident has taken their lives away, but nothing can take away the love, joy, humor, kindess and community that they gave us.

The love I feel when reading the entries here on this remarkable website is so strong...I marvel at the sensitive, spiritual and loving people who reside in and around "TakeMePlaces" How did that little place get so blessed with so many kind souls? This is such a comforting place to come and read all that is expressed here by such beautiful folks. I know none of you but wish I did. I had only talked on the phone with Cherie and felt I had always known her. Cathy was a dear friend of mine and of my dauther, Lori. Lori is now on her way to Melrose to be there for the memorial. I just read the most moving entries by Cate Miller and Deb Nichols and of course Flash...would love to hear the melody that goes with the lyrics. How can I purchase a CD or cassette tape of your music, Flash? Please keep this site open forever, it is so comforting to be able to come her and read all these beautiful messages. Thank you for this website... My heart is with you all and forever with Cherie and Cathy....

I MISS YOU AND YOUR LAUGHTER AND YOUR LAUGHTER WILL ALWAYS BE WITH ME FOREVER

My heart goes out to the family and community of these two amazing women. In their very contrasting ways Cathleen so quietly efficient, centered in calm and Cherie in dynamic activity, they touched our lives in many ways over the years to keep us all connected. I loved the way they used their energies and willful disregard for the ordinary to be happy, creative whole women in this world of seriousness. They present a great example for us to emulate, they will be sorely missed. Peace out indeed.

Never was there a more welcoming and friendly a person than Cherie McArthur. We were new to the area last Spring, but had been alerted to the fact that the coffee house was the heart of Melrose. That prediction was indeed true and we found that Cherie was the very center of community life. How terrible to lose someone so kind, warm, humorous and direct. All our sympathies to the Melrose family.

I rembember Cherie's gift of a beautiful tropical scarf, reflective of her personality.This scarf hangs on a picture of Marilyn Monroe in my home.Cherie & Cathleen, I'm sure, your journey will be as exciting in the universe as it was here with all who knew you.I have a small piece of Native American sage from Cherie, I will burn it today.

I loved the art openings that Cherie and Cathleen had once a month. Twice they featured my art, and Flash played music, I gave away prizes, and generally had a blast. (I'm the one who does fabric art...rainbow flags.)

It occurs to me that on Sunday, instead of an 'art opening, ' Cherie and Cathleen are having a 'heart opening.' It's just like them, isn't it?

I'm sending them love and comfort, and I send the same to all their friends, acquaintances, and community. They are holding us in their big arms.
Woody Blue

My husband is a physician who works long hours in a nearby city. I am a stay at home mom raising two teenage sons. Living in a small town is wonderful and safe, but sometimes culturally and emotionally isolating, especially after moving here from Boston. I read about the opening of Take Me Places in a local newspaper and warily watched while things began happening. I watched while an ecclectic tapestry of the most eccentric and unusually typical people was woven within the shop and came spilling out into the sunny lot. People didn't just order coffee and leave. They drank and stayed. They talked, connected and felt reluctant to leave. There were days when I felt drained and I would drive by the coffee shop and see the wonderful assortment of smiling faces and yearn for such comraderie. On one such day, I stopped in. Cherie was there behind the counter. She introduced herself and everyone else. I remember that I smilingly acknowledged everyone and chose to sip a latte (yes! in Melrose) while sitting. The warm ambiance and friendly banter was fun to just watch. I never felt that I had to participate, but could just relax. Cherie could intuitively sense what people needed. I went home and felt spiritually refreshed. My husband subsequently (in loving jest) referred to Take Me Places (Cherie) as Bohemian Rescue. He has always been appreciate of the renewed strength I gained there. I mourn that he will never meet Cherie and Cathleen, but he always, as well as my sons, have experienced their spirits through a refreshed and renewed wife/mother. (Fortunately, my sons have met Cherie and loved her dearly.)

Not much has been mentioned about the men that visit the shop, but there are many and they are just as diverse as the women. (Patricia, in her blog, summed up the cultural diversity so well).

And alot has been mentioned about how Cherie and Cathleen have touched people, but what made them so special to me was how they valued all life and the act of living in itself. Horses, tigers, dogs and cats... Anything alive was loved and respected and VALUED. They were truly loving and gentle women.

We've all discussed what Cherie and Cathleen have done for us, how they touched us, how much they meant to us, even when we haven't been with them day to day. Cherie with her more extroverted and exuberent spirit, and Cathleen in her gentle, quiet strength and spirituallity. I can only hope that we made their lives a fraction richer and I mourn that I didn't do or say more to let them know what power they had and still have. I am still too reserved. To Dale, I so appreciate you, and hearing about your morning calls to wake Cherie made me laugh. And my heart just breaks for you now. I am here for you friend. Harimandor, sorry for the spelling error, you and Cherie are so much alike to me...

Josh, what a beautiful and moving work of art.

I can only hope that the families of Cherie and Cathleen find comfort in this beautiful site. It's such a tribute.

I am sorry for your loss. May the Mercy of the LORD shine through this painful time in your lives.

I only knew Cherie and Cathleen through Flash, but after reading all of these beautiful messages about them I feel like I've known them for lifetimes. What a tragic loss. I am impressed at the way they are able to bring people together (all of you) even after they left the planet. Amazing. These two beloveds will be deeply missed for a very long time. I wish I could attend their "gathering" on Sunday, but will definitely be there in spirit.

It is quite obvious that these two ladies loved each other and the Community which they helped to develop and grow. I have never met them however, heard of their demise through a friend who knew them and decided to follow the links of the E-mail which was sent to me.

It is quite important to remember that a COUPLE who loved each other so much, would have the heart and soul large enough, to be able to contribute to the development, unity and love for their community to spend the time to ensure that there would be a community to come home to even after they were gone. There aren't too many communities or people willing to devote that time.

Our sympathies are with the Family's and Mutual Loved One's of these two ladies who have OBVIOUSLY made an impact on the surroundings for which they lived. May their legacy never be taken the way their presence on the face of this earth was so abruptly taken.

Our deepest sympathies always,
Randy T. Angerame & John D. Craig
Fort Lauderdale, FL