Killed in the terrorist bombing of Pam Am Flight 103 over Lockerbie Scotland on December 21, 1988. In April 2003, the government of Libya agreed to pay more than 3 billion dollars to victims' families after accepting "civil responsibility" for the attack.
Karen Lee Hunt, of Webster, New York, was a Syracuse University senior at the College of Arts and Sciences, majoring in English with a minor in Journalism. This lovely, swan-necked, thoughtful girl had hoped to become a magazine writer. She wrote sensitive poetry and kept a journal that was returned to her parents on Lockerbie.
Karen leaves her parents, Bob and Peggy, and a younger sister, Robyn. A close-knit family, Karen and her mother often shared long conversations. Karen had taken care to buy special gifts for her family while she was in England with special attention to her sister, Robyn, and her parents. One of those gifts, a teapot, survived the crash and is now one of Peggy's prized possessions...a reminder of Karen's generous spirit.
The last time Peggy saw her daughter Karen was in October of 1988. They had met in London and then traveled to Paris for three days. As many of the Syracuse students' parents who visited their children in Europe during the fall of 1988, Peggy remarked on the new maturity Karen demonstrated after spending some time abroad. But most of all, Karen is remembered by friends, family, and teachers as a warm and caring person who embodied goodness.
Something has happened
To keep us apart
But always and forever
You're in my heart.
Someday soon
From now 'til forever
I'll meet you again
And we'll be together
I'm not sure how
And I'm not sure when
Together, forever,
Somewhere, my friend
—Karen Hunt
Karen Lee Hunt, of Webster, New York, was a Syracuse University senior at the College of Arts and Sciences, majoring in English with a minor in Journalism. This lovely, swan-necked, thoughtful girl had hoped to become a magazine writer. She wrote sensitive poetry and kept a journal that was returned to her parents on Lockerbie.
Karen leaves her parents, Bob and Peggy, and a younger sister, Robyn. A close-knit family, Karen and her mother often shared long conversations. Karen had taken care to buy special gifts for her family while she was in England with special attention to her sister, Robyn, and her parents. One of those gifts, a teapot, survived the crash and is now one of Peggy's prized possessions...a reminder of Karen's generous spirit.
The last time Peggy saw her daughter Karen was in October of 1988. They had met in London and then traveled to Paris for three days. As many of the Syracuse students' parents who visited their children in Europe during the fall of 1988, Peggy remarked on the new maturity Karen demonstrated after spending some time abroad. But most of all, Karen is remembered by friends, family, and teachers as a warm and caring person who embodied goodness.
Something has happened
To keep us apart
But always and forever
You're in my heart.
Someday soon
From now 'til forever
I'll meet you again
And we'll be together
I'm not sure how
And I'm not sure when
Together, forever,
Somewhere, my friend
—Karen Hunt
Killed in the terrorist bombing of Pam Am Flight 103 over Lockerbie Scotland on December 21, 1988. In April 2003, the government of Libya agreed to pay more than 3 billion dollars to victims' families after accepting "civil responsibility" for the attack.
Karen Lee Hunt, of Webster, New York, was a Syracuse University senior at the College of Arts and Sciences, majoring in English with a minor in Journalism. This lovely, swan-necked, thoughtful girl had hoped to become a magazine writer. She wrote sensitive poetry and kept a journal that was returned to her parents on Lockerbie.
Karen leaves her parents, Bob and Peggy, and a younger sister, Robyn. A close-knit family, Karen and her mother often shared long conversations. Karen had taken care to buy special gifts for her family while she was in England with special attention to her sister, Robyn, and her parents. One of those gifts, a teapot, survived the crash and is now one of Peggy's prized possessions...a reminder of Karen's generous spirit.
The last time Peggy saw her daughter Karen was in October of 1988. They had met in London and then traveled to Paris for three days. As many of the Syracuse students' parents who visited their children in Europe during the fall of 1988, Peggy remarked on the new maturity Karen demonstrated after spending some time abroad. But most of all, Karen is remembered by friends, family, and teachers as a warm and caring person who embodied goodness.
Something has happened
To keep us apart
But always and forever
You're in my heart.
Someday soon
From now 'til forever
I'll meet you again
And we'll be together
I'm not sure how
And I'm not sure when
Together, forever,
Somewhere, my friend
—Karen Hunt
Karen Lee Hunt, of Webster, New York, was a Syracuse University senior at the College of Arts and Sciences, majoring in English with a minor in Journalism. This lovely, swan-necked, thoughtful girl had hoped to become a magazine writer. She wrote sensitive poetry and kept a journal that was returned to her parents on Lockerbie.
Karen leaves her parents, Bob and Peggy, and a younger sister, Robyn. A close-knit family, Karen and her mother often shared long conversations. Karen had taken care to buy special gifts for her family while she was in England with special attention to her sister, Robyn, and her parents. One of those gifts, a teapot, survived the crash and is now one of Peggy's prized possessions...a reminder of Karen's generous spirit.
The last time Peggy saw her daughter Karen was in October of 1988. They had met in London and then traveled to Paris for three days. As many of the Syracuse students' parents who visited their children in Europe during the fall of 1988, Peggy remarked on the new maturity Karen demonstrated after spending some time abroad. But most of all, Karen is remembered by friends, family, and teachers as a warm and caring person who embodied goodness.
Something has happened
To keep us apart
But always and forever
You're in my heart.
Someday soon
From now 'til forever
I'll meet you again
And we'll be together
I'm not sure how
And I'm not sure when
Together, forever,
Somewhere, my friend
—Karen Hunt
