In Memoriam...

This page is dedicated to the memory of my beloved,
Cameron Anne Gray.
20 December 1981 - 14 March 2002


Cameron's step-brother opened a web page for her, which is hosted on Tripod. The pictures on it are from Cameron's mission trip to Moçambique, where she helped build new structures at a home for children orphaned by HIV/AIDS. That's Cam, cooking in the Kitchen hut, in the upper-right photo.

Want to learn more about Moçambique? Click Here for the nation's official website (which is written in Portuguese). Cameron went with Teen Missions International.

Cameron also took a mission trip to China right before she started school at Whitworth College.


Why a memorial?

On the night of March 13, 2002, tragedy struck. While walking home from a night class, Cameron had to cross the intersection of Hawthorne Road and Whitworth Drive in a thick, dark fog. A driver turning onto Whitworth Drive did not see her in the fog, and ran into her. He immediately called in the collision, and proceeded to perform first aid and CPR. Cameron was whisked to Deaconess Medical Center in downtown Spokane, but unfortunately, she had sustained to many injuries. She died near 2:00 AM on March 14th, between the operating room and intensive care.

The Whitworth community reacted immediately, holding counseling and community service times for all the people touched by Cameron. Her family arriverd to take Cameron's body home to Texas. Hundreds of her friends and family attended the funeral in Austin's Covenant Presbyterian Church and heard the Gospel pronounced in her honor, under the inspiring tones of "Be Thou My Vision," "Here I am, Lord," and the "Hallelujia" Chorus from G.F. Handel's Messiah. She was interred at another stirring gospel service in the Alpine, Texas, memorial cemetery.

Cameron was much beloved and is thoroughly missed by anyone whose lives were touched by her loving ways, of whom there are many. Her influence spans the globe, from Moçambique to China. Before her death, Cameron was planning yet another mission trip to serve missionaries of the Wycliffe Institute in Papua, New Guinea. She planned to return home after a year to complete a bachelor's degree in psychology, then we would be married before moving to Dallas, Texas, where I would teach and she would pursue further training in clinical psychology.

Cameron's influence continues even after her death, though her parting left a hole that few could concieve of filling. She loved Christ, and loved her fellow man with a great intensity, and this influenced everything she did. Few in this world can be compared with such a wonderful person.