Hannah Crook, age 14, passed away Friday, November 16. Hannah was a student at Shorewood and previously attended Einstein and Parkwood.
A Celebration of Hannah Crook's Life will be held Monday, Dec. 17 at 6 pm in the Neptune Theatre, 1303 Northeast 45th Street, Seattle.
The following is a portion of a note her parents wrote inviting people to the service:
Hannah was born a fighter into this world with a disability that restrained her physically, mentally, and emotionally. Her little legs could not take her the places she wanted so badly to go. She trusted and relied on the world to get her there. Her voice could not form words that she desperately needed to speak. Her expressions spoke volumes. Her beautiful blue eyes, how I longed for her to be able to see the beauty staring back at her in the mirror. They were always bright and full of wonder.
Through all her limitations, through all her frustration, a smile would always be there, letting us know she was happy to have us and full of love for what every day may bring her. Hannah has never met a person that she did not accept and always left a mark on the soul of every one who spent time with her.
Hannah had two favorite things in this world that made her happiest. Water and Heavy Metal!
Both made her feel free, exceptionally alive inside and out. Her smile would reach the Heavens as she kicked her legs, shook her head, and waved her arms in a dance that was so special and never imitated. The vibrations from the music filled her body in a way that seemed to make all her pain disappear. She would lose herself in the sounds of guitars and drums and people screaming the way she wished she could. Music helped her to express her anger, her frustrations, and best of all, her joy! Nothing in this world will ever compare to seeing her totally one with herself and sharing that joy with all of us.
Both made her feel free, exceptionally alive inside and out. Her smile would reach the Heavens as she kicked her legs, shook her head, and waved her arms in a dance that was so special and never imitated. The vibrations from the music filled her body in a way that seemed to make all her pain disappear. She would lose herself in the sounds of guitars and drums and people screaming the way she wished she could. Music helped her to express her anger, her frustrations, and best of all, her joy! Nothing in this world will ever compare to seeing her totally one with herself and sharing that joy with all of us.
We ask that you come, bring your instruments, and help us memorialize her the way she deserves. The way she lived. The way she loved. This will not be a traditional memorial. We are not a traditional family, as you know. The event will be held at the Neptune. We do not need full bands. We will have lighting, sound, security, an MC, and a back line. All we ask is that you write a song or play a cover of something appropriate. It does not have to be a slow song, it does not have to be a sad song. This is a celebration of her life. A celebration of what she loved.
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