Gone But Not Forgotten

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Comment by Gayle E. Davidson on October 4, 2009 at 11:48pm

In Memory of my sister Denise Mays Cross "78" on June 5, 2006.
Denise was a founding member of MLK and sang in the gospel choir.

Comment by Andrea Rollins-Gray on September 23, 2009 at 12:11pm

In memory of my sons god mother Cheryl Gardner (clarinet player in the MMW 83-86).I miss and think about you everyday. You were the coolest of the cool. Love You Always.

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Comment by Renate' (Harper) Hall on August 10, 2009 at 11:16pm

In memory of Walter "CAP" Jones, Jr. Those of us who had the pleasure of knowing him miss him. Our love also goes out to fellow AAMU alumni and Cap's wife, Tondeleria Coleman Jones. Cap passed July 15, 2009. We love you Cap.

Comment by REGINALD HAMLET (TEDDY) on June 14, 2009 at 9:52pm

In remembrance of my dear cousin who was an alumnus of AAMU, Rhonda Lockhart Scruggs,who passed away in August 2007. Also my father, Pastor Richard L. Hamlet,who passed away in September 2003. Although he was not an alumnus of AAMU, I just thought it would not be right if I did not include him. Also, Warderick Judkins, who was my Screamin Demon crab brother in 1988 and LB in Kappa Kappa Psi in 1990. It is hard but with the Lord on our side everything will be ok. To all of them R.I.P.

Comment by Angela Keaton-Simpson on April 8, 2009 at 7:57pm

Hello All,

Who else could pump us up about AAMU other than "ERIC"! Always bubbly and full of "let's get started energy". You could fill the vibes in his communications through this site.

Eric was the last person to wish me season's greetings through the AAMU web and he was pushing the 50 millions pounds weight loss program then.

For sure, it's true, "TIME BRINGS ABOUT A CHANGE". It's amazing how we have "seasoned" and our conversation changes, but friends from "The Hill" are forever [on this side and the other].

It goes without saying that we all, who knew Eric, will miss seeing and hearing from him. However, we thank God "for our memory where we can convene with Eric on a personal note at anytime".

btw - This was a compassionate act to setup this remembrance page.

Angela

Comment by Hovet on April 1, 2009 at 5:23pm

Man, what a considerate group. Since my time on The Hill, I've lost quite a few partners that touched the lives of others. As I look back on how they spent their lives in our brief acquaintances, I can't help but smile knowing not one of them lived a life of regret. They all were stars in their own right. I had the pleasure of crossing the paths of such individuals as a Richard English: A drunk driver killed him in 1996. That was my partner in crime, so to say. We roamed those hills high and dry! Ironically, I was suppose to be in that car the night of his death attending the highly anticipated party. I opted out at the last minute to study for a test for Dr. Foster's 8:00 class the following morning, in which I missed taking due to the rest of the crew banging on my dorm room door to break the horrible news right before I was to leave. I can remember it like yesterday: him standing there the night of the party all excited with the rest of the crew, punching me in the shoulder calling me a "chump" because I opted out as I sat at my desk in Rm 310 in Hopkins Hall. I spoke at his memorial at Bibb Graves and attended his funeral in Florida with our crew. In my youthful thinking, I thought the spirits took my dawg too soon. Maturation brings about understanding. RIP, King Rich!

In the Spring of 1997, I entered the folds of Omega. My Dean of Pledgees was Rodney Zakee Senoj Jones. This bruh was as deep as they come. I lost him to kidney failure. The world missed out on a treat. This dude had it figured out. He was overly equipped with knowledge. We would spend hours conversing, sometimes longer than women via telephone, about life's issues. I rarely talk on the telephone, but looked forward to receiving my DP's phone calls. I'm an avid reader and news watcher, and anytime there was breaking news or an issue that aroused affecting the Black community you can rest assure my phone would ring. He was hungry for change. We were hungry for change. Omega wasn't ready for his departure. No one was. I think a piece of me went under with his departure. My life took a pause. He's my motivation now. I've vowed to pick up the pieces and carry his legacy. Rodney Jones, a young warrior from a small town called Jackson, AL. Ask someone about him. He ended his life as Professor Jones at AAMU, as well as a certified attorney at law. Unfortunately, he died before he could celebrate and enjoy passing the state bar. RIP, King Zakee! I gotcha!~ Ques to the sky!

Benny Lee Frye!!!! Jig by nature! I lost him to a motorcycle accident. I dug this dude not only because he was a live Que, but because our middle names were the same. If you didn't want the truth, being around Benny Lee wasn't the place for you. This dude had one of the biggest hearts you could find. He would give you every piece of clothing off his body to grant you warmth over his. He was about his business. There wasn't a lazy bone in his body. I've known him to be an ultimate chef at top-notch restaurants to picking up side money and meeting new honeys by doing manicures and pedicures. How REAL is that! This dude was 100% boy dog! He thought ahead of the average cats. That's what I dug most about him. Two, plus one more, steps ahead of the game! He lived! Because of him, the people around him lived! I had the privilege to speak at his homegoing, an honor I will NEver forget! Hats off to the 16 Soulful Soldiers! RIP, King Benny Lee! Jig in the sky now!

"Mr. President" is what he called me. I can't remember a time where he called me anything else. I'm speaking of Roy "Kool-Aid" Williams. Slow and easy was his way of living. I lost him to heart ailments. He was way too smooth and cool to sweat, for those wondering why he always had that white towel thrown across his shoulder. He reminded me of those cool cats from the 70's that you saw in movies like Superfly and The Mack. Dawg used old fashioned terminology in conversation that made you blow your high trying to figure out what his true meaning was. You figured it out days later. He had a gift. His thoughts were beyond the heavens. He's a major piece of the puzzle missing from Nu Epsilon's '92 line. I emotionally thought of him on the day they were reading Barack Obama in, simply because he would always claim I was going to be the first Black "Mr. President." He gave me an extremely high title at such a young age, which in turn made me walk the walk. I breathe partially for him. RIP, King Laid! I'm taking it slow and easy for you, Big Dawg. Can't wait until it get hot to throw the white towel across the shoulder.

One final shout-out to the Heavens would be for the mother of all Education majors, Dr. Dianne Phipps! Need I say more? Failure was not an option in her eyes. The only administrator to EVER call my dorm room while I attended AAMU to tell me "get you 'ash' down here and get this paper work completed before you don't graduate!" That let me knew at that very moment, someone on campus in an authoritative positon understood that their responsibility should be beyond their contractual 9-5. RIP, Queen of Queens!

Thanks for allowing me to share my memories. I refuse to apologize for the length. Memories are infinite, they go on forever. As long as I live, I'm going to always say something about the aformentioned individuals. Life's a breeze. Be easy. Prince Hovet Lee Dixon, Jr. signing off.

Comment by Joseph P. Lee on March 9, 2009 at 8:00pm

Two fingerz to tha skyy for E. Wagner. Although we never met personally, we do share that common bond of brotherz. Bulldogz til tha sun bowz out gracefully and tha starz become of our own likeness. One love Big E. R.I.P big brother.

Peety Weakstraw-

Comment by Shari T. on February 27, 2009 at 1:37pm

Eric Wagner...RIP...

Comment by Regina R. Nicholson on February 26, 2009 at 3:28pm

Eric Wagner, a great classmate, a great guy, and a great Normalite! You will be missed!

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