Ameer Ali

  • "Semper Fi Ameer, sincerely"
    - Jim Lowery
  • "I miss you Ameer."
    - crisandrale darby
    - Grady Bolding
  • "Everyone who knew Ameer was better for the experience. He..."
    - Peter Woods
  • "I met Ameer in Farmingdale State University, he was my..."
    - Jose Vides

Anchorage resident Ameer Ali, 28, died doing what he loved. It was the early morning of Jan. 22, 2010, and he was flying near Sand Point in the Aleutians when his aircraft went down.

His memorial service will be at 5:30 p.m. Saturday at the Aviation Heritage Museum. Everyone is welcome. In lieu of flowers, please bring a dish to share at the potlatch dinner or donate to the Ameer Ali Memorial Fund at Wells Fargo Bank.

His body will be laid to rest with his family in Egypt.

Ameer was born June 10, 1981, in New York to Mary and Alarabi Ali. He grew up mainly in Hopewell Junction, N.Y., where he attended John Jay High School.

Some of his earlier years were also spent in Egypt learning about the culture, his family, language, and attending primary school. Upon returning to New York and graduating from high school, he joined the Marine Corps and worked as a flight mechanic for the next six years.

Ameer drove from his home in New York up to Alaska in 2006, drawn by the wilderness and the challenge of flying in Alaska. He worked as a flight instructor at Take Flight Alaska before getting his pilot's license. He quickly advanced from first officer to captain at Alaska Central Express and enjoyed flying in Southeast the most.

Ameer was a talented and passionate musician and particularly enjoyed the guitar, harmonica and keyboards. He loved the outdoors, especially hiking, and was always eager to get off the beaten path. Ameer was a wonderful cook and would often prepare old family recipes for his friends and family. He will be remembered for his compassion, generosity, humor, loving nature, and lively spirit.

"I always knew Ameer would do great things. ... big things. He took leaps, not steps. He was a person who gained strength each day, learning from every instance and using his passion for adventure to drive him to his goals and live his dreams at an incomparable pace. He was a true professional and a true joy to be around. You could not help but smile. (He was) the best brother anyone could ever hope to have, the best friend anyone could hope to have. He was my big brother. He was Ameer Ali," wrote his brother, Shareif.

Published in Anchorage Daily News from Feb. 18 to Feb. 19, 2010
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