IN LOVING MEMORY

This blog was created to capture memories, impressions and thoughts of Chelsea, from those that love her. Please take some time to gather your pictures, stories and personal experiences involving Chelsea and share them with us. Hopefully this will be a living tribute that we can all enjoy as we approach nearly 10 years without her. We will also be compiling all of your memories into a book to surprise Karen and Jon Hale with.

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Thursday, December 9, 2010

Thanks for the memories!

I was lucky enough to grow up across the street from Chelsea. I remember the day I first met her: It was the summer before 5th grade and Emily Yeates and I were playing in my front yard trying to pretend that we weren’t spying on the family moving into the house across the street. We had heard rumors that there was a girl our age in the family. We were trying to figure out who she might be when Chelsea ran across the street and asked “Are you Kim?” I remember how impressed (and a little jealous) I was of her bravery.

I have so many great memories of Chelsea. Here are some of my favorites:

- Rollerskating in my driveway.

- Playing the track game on the Nintendo running pad in the Hale’s basement. We strategized for hours on how to cheat our way into winning.

- Summer nights when we’d get together with all the other kids in the neighborhood and play sardines.

- Singing Unforgettable with Harry Connick Jr in the Hale’s kitchen.

- RESPECT – lip sync with Chelsea and Whitney J. First place winners!

- Spying on each other when we had dates. She once asked if she could “borrow” the streetlamp in front of my house because it was the perfect place to kiss someone in the snow.

- Sneaking out of sunday school to drive over to Catie Hinckley's house.

- When she brought over a pint of Haagen Dazs and a card that read “Boys suck!” after I broke up with a boyfriend.

- Long talks sitting on my front porch at night.

The last time I saw Chelsea was when I was home visiting during a college break. She got out of her car and ran across the street with the biggest smile on her face and gave me a huge hug. She really did make you feel like you were the most important person in the world.

I’ll love you forever Chelsea!

Kim Lambert

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