On
September 25, 2004, a student of mine since 2001, Michelle Timchalk,
was killed in a car crash near Laurel Maryland. She was a very good
(sometimes great :-)) student, but in a lot more important ways she was
a great
girl, a wonderful human being, and a woman who truly put meaning in
Courage, and especially Compassion. And she tried her best at
Scholarship. In her terribly untimely death we saw how important she
was to so many people and what a friend
she was to everyone she met. This is a copy of a post (with a tiny bit
of editing) that I made on the blog of a
student who graduated from the Academy in June of 2004.
Posted
1:22, 10/2/2004
Hey, this is Kirk
Marchand. I'm not being sketchy by signing in as anonymous, it's just
that if I do it this way I don't have to register [on the blog site]. I punched in Michelle's name to see if
anything else was on the web about her, and your blog was the second
thing on the list. I read what you wrote about the funeral and all, and
I just felt like sharing a little with you.
Michelle was the very
first AHC student who walked into my very first class at AHC, Structure
and Analysis. I remember she was saying that she wasn't sure she
"belonged" at Holy Cross since Palotti was in her neighborhood, but
she'd liked HC the most when she shadowed. At that point I didn't know
what a shadow was, so she explained it to me.
I taught her in S & A
and Speech her freshman year, World Studies her whole sophomore year,
and she was in my Latin American Studies class this semester. I also
know her uncle, he's a liquor board inspector in Prince Georges County.
I found her to be a very good student who occasionally talked to me,
and everything that anyone has said about her in a social setting I
experienced as her teacher.
The funniest, sweetest thing happened the Wednesday or Thursday before
she died, though. My class was her last class of the day, and she ended
up being the last student out. I have a photographic memory, so I
remember things pretty vividly. She said "Mr. Mar, are you gonna miss
us", in reference to her class graduating next spring. I told her that
I remembered her being the first student in my first class, and when I
told her that she had explained shadowing to me, she remembered and
laughed. I didn't share this with anyone before the wake, but when I
was standing in line waiting to get in, Brittany R. came running up to
me and told me that Michelle had been really happy and had told them
about me remembering her like that. That was one of many times I broke
down crying this week, but it made me very happy that I had gotten to
say that to her.
I want to clarify
something that you talked about, too. I was with Jessie (you know, the
dance major/ skydiver) at the funeral (this will be important in a
minute). Only the seniors came in uniform, they asked that none of the
other students come in uniform. But the thing that really made this
gesture special was that some girls who have left Holy Cross over the
past two years but would have been in this senior class were there to
be with their class for Michelle. They were Lindsay, Hayley (not
Lauren! Sorry Hayley! :-)), Emily, and I think I saw Alex and Ce Ce.
These girls were there in school uniform with their
former classmates, and when I told Jessie about that, she asked why. I
took her inside and showed her the "Once a Holy Cross girl, always a
Holy Cross girl" poster, and we held on to each other for a little bit.
One other thing I want to
tell you about. On Monday, I brought in a bunch of cd's, a lot of
different stuff. Some Bach, Jeff Buckley, Nick Drake, the Eagles. I
played the cd's in my classes and we got a little work done. The
toughest was the Latin American Studies class that she was in. We got
through it ok.
After class, I was going to sit by myself and listen to some music. But
a lot of seniors wanted to hang with me. I played this song called
"Unforgiven (Last Goodbye)" by Jeff Buckley and "You Set The Scene" by
Love (a sixties band).
The Buckley song is actually about two
people breaking up, but it has these lines in it that fit so well:
"
you gave me more to live for,
more than you'll ever know."
"This is our last embrace,
must I dream and always see your
face"
"Did you say "no, this can't happen to me,"
and did you rush to the phone to
call?
Was there a voice unkind in the
back of your mind saying,
maybe... you didn't know him at all."
"Well, the bells out in the church tower chime
Burning clues into this heart of
mine
Thinking so hard on her soft eyes
and the memory
Of her sighs that, 'it's over...
it's over...'"
"You Set The Scene" has been an
important song to me since I first heard it. It's from an album called Forever Changes,
which is my favorite album of all time. Whenever I've
had a big change in my life, this song has had one verse or a few lines
that help me put things into perspective. There's this one verse on the
first bridge of the song:
"This
is the only thing that I am sure of
And that's all that lives is
gonna die
And there'll always be some
people here to wonder why
And for every happy hello, there
must be a good-bye"
and a part of the conclusion that goes:
"I
see your picture
It's in the same old frame
We meet again
You look so lovely
You with the same old smile
Stay for a while
I need you so, oh, oh, oh, oh"
The second song
lost some people, but we all cried together over the first one. I
didn't know Michelle like you all did, but I was aware of who she was.
When you couple that with the simple fact that she should have lived a
lot longer than me, well, I think it hit me terribly. Maybe not like it
hit you, but it was emotionally devastating to me. I can't say I loved
her, but I definitely and emphatically can say that I loved who she was
to me, and especially to everyone around her.
I've been to a lot of funerals in my life,
and I can say with absolute certainty that I've never been to a funeral
with that many mourners. That is a testament to who she was. The only
thing I feel that I can suggest is for you and all her friends to let
her be remembered through you. You all will be great, you all will make
a real difference in the world. Please let her be with you and make you
even more than you would be on your own. When you're sixty or seventy
and they're writing your biography for millions of people to read,
please remember who Michelle was
and what influence her life and death had on you. And I think you all
know that if you ask for her help, just like always, she will be there
for you.
Part of the response from the
blogger on 10/3/2004:
Michelle was a special person to many people. She put skin on Christ
for a lot of us. We all love her and miss her, but also know that we
can pray to her and for her anytime we want.
More details are at: The Holy Cross website
Write
to Mr.
Marchand by clicking here, and let me know if I can post some
of what you write. I'll keep your e-mail address and name confidential,
it's a lot more important for people to just share your thoughts.
Here are a few more responses:
10/ 18/ 2004 - It seems like so long
ago in some ways.Sometimes I miss her terribly, but sometimes I feel
like she's right here. It's kind of like there's a hole in every
day, and it can only be filled slowly. I know she's in a better place
now, but it really would be better if she was still here. Keep telling
everyone to be careful!
10/ 31/ 2004 - She really made a difference to everyone who knew her.
It's kind of funny, whenever school (especially the people at school)
really gets on my nerves, I think about her and it all gets a different
perspective. I realize how easy it is to lose someone, so
everyone means more to me now. I hope that makes sense.
11/ 25/ 04 - It's hard to believe it's two months now. I
didn't think I knew her that well, but I realize now how much I
really did know her. It's more like she tried to get to know me - tried
to get to know everybody. When we've talked about her, it seems
like that always comes up, the way she tried to get to know people. And
she always had advice. God bless you MT!
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