They weren't supposed to be here now.
They were supposed to be here Sept. 30 to witness the wedding of Marcie Reynolds Thomason to Charles Cutchin Powell Jr.
Instead, hundreds came to First United Methodist Church on High Street yesterday to celebrate the life of Thomason, 25, who died Aug. 27 in the crash of Comair Flight 5191.
Thomason attended this church most of her life. The beautiful toddler with brown curly hair, large eyes and a raspy voice grew up to be a soccer standout and scholar at Henry Clay High School. She went on to attend the University of Virginia and later became a certified public account, passing the CPA test on her first try.
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Her accomplishments were many. But her life was much more than milestones, said Bill Lear, her uncle who delivered the eulogy yesterday. Thomason was brilliant, a good friend, a loving sister, cousin and niece.
The resident of Washington, D.C., was also funny, even a little "loony," Lear said.
She and her cousins gave each other goofy nicknames, teasing each other incessantly. Even Lear's bald pate did not escape Thomason's wit, her uncle said.
It was Thomason who engineered the marriage of Lear's two dogs. But when the female dog had a pup with a different male dog, Thomason "insisted they get divorced," Lear said.
She was caring and loving. When her fianc's mother was sick with cancer, Thomason spent weekends with her future husband's family, doing whatever needed to be done, Lear said.
But Thomason was also a competitor, a fighter, a leader, Lear said. As a senior, she was captain of the soccer team. Her sister Melissa, a freshman, wrenched her ankle during practice and was nursing her injuries on the sidelines. Thomason walked over to her sister, leaned over and, in a compassionate yet sisterly way, told Melissa: "Get up."
Thomason would understand the overwhelming feelings of grief and loss people felt today, Lear said. But she wouldn't want them to dwell on it.
"She's saying to all of us, 'Get up,''' Lear said.Denied a wedding celebration, they celebrate a young life lovingly lived