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Memorial

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teachers, her pleasure at attending a Rude Rock concert, and her enthusiasm for the culinary arts classes at the high school. The tattler also had fond memories of Emily’s boy friend, Karl lnommll, who joined them at the ceremony.

He remembered the special happiness she experienced each tune she went over to work after school at the Rose Hill Veterinarian Clime. And, finally, he remembered "that moment when Emily knew that she was not only her mother’s daughter, but her best friend.”

“Emily knew she would come back to Rappahannock in about seven years, when she finished college and graduate school, and would live here forever” the father concluded. “Emily got her wfohes to come back to Rappahannock County—God’s country! She just came back too soon.”

. Mother recollects “special moments”

Elizabeth, “Beth" Hilscher, Emily’s mother, not sure she could speak because of the emotions she felt, told the many hundreds who came to pay tribute to her daughter, “I have a sense of peace today. Eric and I loved our girls more than anything in the world. Not a day went by that Emily didn’t come up and tell us, ‘I love you. We’re all lucky for the short time she was here with us.”

Recalling those special moments in her daughter’s life, Beth Hilscher remembered Emily as “my mentor.” Continuing, she pointed out that her daughter “mothered me, scolded me, encouraged me, challenged me, and loved me.” She added that Emily believed in diversity and “collected friends” of all ages, races, religions. She was remembered for often remarking about our beautiful mountains and the animals in our midst.

Beth Hilscher concluded her loving memories of her daughter by sharing that the family celebrated older sister Erica’s 21st birthday this past weekend.

“As we left our daughters on the campus at Virginia Tech to ' come back home, we passed Emily in the car as she walked hark to her dorm. I wish I had stopped to give her one last hug. Ilove you, Emily,” the mother concluded in her tribute to her daughter Grandmother and sister remember Emily

Emily Hilscher’s grandmother wrote a letter for the memorial, read by a family friend, in which she recalled humorously that Emily was mature beyond her years. On one occasion when the family went out to have dinner at Four and Twenty Bl«rkhirHa little 3-year old Emily said in her self-deprecating way, “Tm three years oldrad I can’t even read.”

Ren>fpp«jjtfing Emily’s passion for animals—“they were drawn||p|prliK^ a magnet”—she said her granddaughter was a field guide Jfor’iiSture. She once told her grandmother at a very early to be afraid of a snake they saw because it was a non-poisoiibuktype.

EmilVs sistjpr Erica recalled that popular and vibrant as «ha was, Emily fetched many lives. She added, “Emily was entertaining, briffiant, and stubborn—all at the same time. My heart hurts so much for my little sister. She was not only my sister, but my best friend.”

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