Alicia
Marie Bewernitz
Services for Alicia Bewernitz, 27, were held May 13 at St. Genevieve Church in Livonia. Ms. Bewernitz died suddenly May 8 in Ukiah, Calif. She was a graduate of Wayne State University. Survivors include father, Dean Bewernitz of Whitmore Lake; mother, Sherry Kazzlleh of Plymouth; step-father, Frank Kazzlleh of Plymouth; sister, Jamie of Orange County, Calif.; brothers, Ryan of Clarkston and Daniel of Whitmore Lake; grandparents, Bob (Rene) Fisher of Sarasota, Fla.; and many loving aunts, uncles, and cousins.
Hopefully
this reaches someone who cares. I was a close friend of Alicia's back in high
school in Livonia, Michigan and while she attended Wayne State University in Detroit.
The news of her death shocked and disturbed me, even though we had drifted apart
well before she moved West to pursue her dreams. On the website, the message posted
next to her photos seems to convey a mysterious identity for her, which probably
is how she wanted to be thought of, but, I knew she was one of a kind. When she
put her mind to something, not much could stop her; she was a determined, driven
and focused individual. She had boundless ambition, seasoned with her creativity
which would explain her intense passion for life. I know there are many people
who cared for her at different times in her life and in varying degrees--she new
how to speak to your soul. I would like to talk/chat/exchange mail with anyone
who knew her to talk about what an amazing woman she was.
Sincerely,
Colleen Sadows
I
remember when I first heard of Alicia's death. I was up for a presentation on
the Courier Disaster Response Team at an SFBMA meeting. It tore through me and
I couldn't help but let the tears roll down my cheek. She is such lively person
that I couldn't even image that she could be dead. I remember her vitality and
her enthusiam for life and sisterhood. We would have amazing empowering conversations
spontaneously in the streets of SF while we were both on standby as messengers.
She had a positive and healthy outlook towards being a woman, sexuality, and
being alive. When I had last seen her, she had a glowing bronze tan from her
recent journey to Costa Rica. She would muse aloud of her fantasy to buy some
land and a crusier bicycle and live in the mountains over there. I loved her;
she was such a kick-ass woman. We are both kick-ass women, and we loved each
other for it. I am glad to have been her friend for the short couple of years
that I knew her, and regret not ever taken her up on her offer of a girl's night
out. We always just met on the road.
She is the first person in my life whose death affected me so closely. I do not look forward to any others. May she have learned her Life's lessons while she was here, and may she be on the path to evolution.
-Serenity #35
Photographs courtesy of Richard
Todd