Posted by: didyouseethis | September 11, 2015

Nina Patrice Bell…Project 2996

Reposted from 2010…NEVER FORGET

 

Nina Patrice Bell from the NYT

Nina Bell was every inch a fighter pilot’s daughter — slender, athletic and looking even taller than her 5 feet, 8 inches. Born in the Netherlands, the first stop in a nomadic Air Force childhood, she grew up confident, smart, “the It girl,” as a friend once put it. A bachelor’s degree in business administration from the University of Colorado at Boulder led her to become a manager of information systems and, most recently, into project management.

But to her friends and family, there was also the side that was not all business. Ms. Bell’s notebook had a bumper sticker that read, “Mean People Suck.” With her brother, Lowell Bell, 40, she kept up a private banter, sometimes based on the dim Canadian duo, the Mackenzie brothers, from the 1970’s television show, “Second City TV.” “Hey, hoser,” she would call him.

This September, Ms. Bell, 39, had settled in Manhattan, in a new apartment on the Upper East Side and in a new job as a project manager with Marsh & McLennan. In an e-mail message to her friend Lorraine Davis on Monday, Sept. 10, at 2 p.m., Ms. Bell wrote, “I am so very happy.”

Nine years later, here I sit, “remembering” a young woman I never knew. A young woman who was a member of Mensa, having scored in the top 2% of the general population on a standardized intelligence test. Who loved her Yorkshire Terrier. Who was adored by her sister, as shown in an entry in Nina’s Legacy Guest Book.

January 07, 2002

there may be words enough to express the loss of my sister but I don’t have them. if you knew her at all, you have an idea how great the loss really is. if you didn’t know her – you missed a good one…

please think of her often. it keeps her close. and finally, try to take the counsel offered in her tag-line

!love!laugh!play! – nipabe

~
Dutch Bell,
Boston, Massachusetts
I read through the 21 pages of the guest book and I think how much I would have liked Nina. What a loss to her family, and her friends, and the world. Every night I light a candle in my memory garden. Tonight it burns in memory of all that was lost nine years ago, especially Nina Bell.
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