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Dana had wisdom in her eyes,
and was destined for great things.
I wish I could
have known her better.

                                                                      

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I have always thought of Dana as a very special person.  She, a number of us Peace Corps Volunteers and others spent a wonderful summer of 1971 in the Hazarajat (Yakaolang) working with people in the Medical Assistance Program (MAP). A tremendous loss for all of us.

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I don't know who wrote the bit about Dana, but I thank you.

Dana Bonnin was my big sister.  Indeed, she was full of life and laughter.  And music, and social conscience, and activism, and so much more.

Dana was killed by a rare strain of ecoli.  She became ill in the summer of 1972, and was medevaced to Beruit where she died after about a week.

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Wonderful fun friend, I crossed paths with Chris in college and in Haiti. We were childhood friends. He is missed

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Remember the 4 of us?  You, Peggy, Tom, and me.  You taught me so much, Bunder, about life and how to push forward.  

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Dear Chris - you were such a fun, embracing person.  You enjoyed pop songs from Indian movies.  I remember you and Rick Miller playing on sitar and tabla for an Indian festival day at school.  You were great.  Thanks.  

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I am just learning of Margery's passing, so sad.  We were best of friends; she lived right behind our house. Guess I was lucky to see at the reunion way back in San Antonio.  RIP.
Karen

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Really sorry to hear about Margery's passing.  I'm not sure where she lived at the time of her passing, but would like to read her obituary.  As aways, my thoughts and prayers are with her family.  Now she can reunite with other alumni in the great reunion place.

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A really fun and wonderful person -- I miss the jokes and random emails Margie used to send to my work email inbox.  I only became acquainted through the AISK.org site and never met her in person.  A sad loss ---

Ken was a neighbor in Karte-Seh, a couple years older than me. My mother had brought over an electronic organ (God bless the embassy moving allowance) and I can remember Ken coming over to play it from time to time, which was how I first heard the song "More" from the movie Mondo Cane. He played pretty well. Decades later, I moved to Houston and was still somewhat involved in the compilation of the Scorpion Directory. Ken's address surfaced, he was living in Dallas. I got on the phone and we had several long conversations which I think we both enjoyed. Found out he was working in the software industry. We talked about getting together sometime, but he died before that could happen. So, life is short, you have to seize the moment, and remember your friends. I became a musical person and once again, I can't hear "More" without thinking of the guy who first taught it to me. RIP, buddy.

I really miss Eddie. At the time in Afghanistan I did not realize how much I had come to love him.
I will never forget one day many years later when I felt his spirit flyby me. At that time I had no idea of what had happened. I know that it was his final farewell.
I look forward to seeing him once again in heaven.

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Eddie. What a modest, sweet guy. I remember bumping into his dad in the coffee shop the first morning at the Galactic Reunion in Colorado Springs. He knew I had been friends with Eddie, and immediately teared up. Wouldn't let go of me for minutes trying to compose himself. I couldn't imagine his pain. RIP to a beautiful soul.

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I miss you Diane and wish we had more time. You were a great friend and classmate.