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Remembering Sarah Philipps: Pan Am 103 Lockerbie 22 Years Later

Remembering Sarah Philipps: Pan Am 103 Lockerbie 22 Years Later
It has been 22 years since that tragic day when Sarah Philipps and 269 other lives were stolen from us on December 21, 1988. Life is so precious, and when a tragedy occurs, there is the mistaken belief that the only people that are affected by it our the families of the victims, but it goes much deeper than that, death brings about the “ripple effect” as friends of the victim are impacted and grieve too. These include friends, classmates, co-workers, as well as relatives that are much younger, or yet to be born.

I can only imagine how such an early and sudden death must have been so devastating to Sarah’s parents, Elizabeth and Ervin, as well as her brothers, Fritz and Andrew. Sarah’s impact on people’s lives stretched long and wide. I had the good fortune of knowing Sarah and can attest to how such a young woman could impact me and my life, and for this I am forever grateful. I am truly blessed to have had the good fortune of knowing Sarah Susannah Buchanan Philipps and spending time with her, the last being just a few weeks before her death in the fall of 1988 when I visited London and went over to Dublin Ireland for the BC vs. Notre Dame Football game dubbed “The Emerald Isle Classic.”

Sarah, you were one of the most special people that I have ever met in my life, you were full of goodness, goodwill, inner as well as outer beauty. Thank you Sarah, you will always be remembered and always loved.

Sarah was studying English and Shakespeare while in London; the following Sonnet was read at her memorial on December 28, 1988 in Newton, MA.

William Shakespeare: Shall I Compare Thee to a Summers Day

Shall I compare thee to a Summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And Summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And oft’ is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d:
But thy eternal Summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

WE LOVE YOU SARAH!

Remember Sarah Philipps, as well as the other victims of the Pan Am Lockerbie bombing.

Sarah Philipps (Middle) with Syracuse Roomates in London 15 Elgin Crescent

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