Stories--page 7
From Mom
At Brian and Gina's wedding, near the end of the night, everyone was pretty loose and Uncle Bob Prokup told Amanda that she had her dress on backwards. So she runs off into the men's room, turns her dress around (for real) and back out she comes with the looowwwwwwww back in the front, giggling and laughing to beat the band. Right behind her was her brother Damon with a look of embarrassment because he was in the next stall and looked over to see his sister flipping her dress around. We were rolling on the floor with laughter. It was awesome......
From Brandy (Hansen) Baele, family friend
This is very difficult emotionally for me to write as I am sure all of the stories from those who loved Amanda were. When Tracy told me that she made the website for Amanda, I kept putting off reading it. I think it was because I knew I would get emotional and I wanted to be alone and "ready" when I read it. Well I was awoken tonight (January 21, 2000) at 2:00 am (by Amanda I'm sure) and knew that I had to find that piece of paper with the address and visit Amanda's website. Then as I tried to go back to sleep and couldn't I knew I had to write this tonight. It is so hard to write about just one memory that I have of Amanda, so I am combining a few (some are on the other pages). For those who don't know me, I have been best friends with Amanda's sister Tracy since kindergarten. I consider myself fortunate to have known Amanda her whole life.
As many others have mentioned, Amanda was always so much fun. When she was very young, probably just 3 or 4 years old, Tracy and I would make her perform for us. She would act out the old Shasta commercial, singing, "I want a pop, pop, pop, I want a Shasta!" She would sing it with attitude while having her hands on her hips, which I am sure you can all picture. Then she would fall in our arms hugging us. Throughout the years, I would remind Amanda of this. At Brian and Gina's wedding (just 3 weeks before she died), Amanda sang it one last time for me.
From Aunt Joy Jaraczewski, aunt
Ken and I invited Amanda and her dad over to his apartment for dinner. She was about 5 or 6. I had made spaghetti and when I got ready to serve it, I put the noodles on a plate and the sauce on top. We started to eat and Amanda just sat there staring at the food. When I asked her what was wrong, she replied, "My mom doesn't make WHITE spaghetti, she only makes RED spaghetti." It took me a few minutes before I realized that she wanted it all mixed together. Once that was done, she gobbled it up.
From Angie Mecagni, family friend
Amanda was definitely with me Monday night. We had cheeseburgers and tater tots for supper. Neil and I were sitting at the counter eating and Mom was standing at the kitchen sink talking to me. She just kept going on and on about something. I was in a really good mood and all of a sudden just chucked a tater tot at her. Now if that wasn't Amanda, I don't know what was.
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