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ohiosmith Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 09:29 AM
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Who was the first kid you remember dying when you were a kid?
James Rawlings. He was 10 or 11 and went to my school. He dropped dead in the Rexall drug store at the corner of Fifth and High. I never knew what killed him.
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Blue Diadem Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 09:35 AM
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1. His name was Ray, he was a 4th grader and I was in 6th grade.
His sister was in my class but I didn't know her very well. He was hit by a car and from what I remember killed instantly. He was knocked out of his shoes.

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liberaldemocrat7 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 04:59 PM
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33. Michael Hurcala, ran accross the street from a Castro convertible store on Long Island.
Edited on Wed May-16-07 04:59 PM by liberaldemocrat7
He went to my elementary school and was taking third grade or fourth grade classes. He got hit and died. I vaguely recall it happened sometime around 1957 or 1958 here in N. Massapequa Long Island, New York.

May he continue to rest in peace.
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GenDem Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 09:39 AM
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2. There was a boy, Pauly, that lived up the street
He was a few years younger than me. He had leukemia, and died when he was 7. I'm sure he would have survived, and been cured if he was born with this today. We were a close neighborhood so all of the kids on our street went to the funeral and calling hours. I believe that I was around 10, so the vision of seeing a young friend laying in a casket was quite traumatic, and something I have never forgotten.
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youthere Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 09:50 AM
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3. you know what's weird?
I don't remember ANY kids dying when I was a kid. I do remember when my first classmate died though. It was a suicide. He was the first guy I kissed (but that wasn't the reason he killed himself).
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lizerdbits Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:52 AM
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20. Same here
My first HS classmate died while I was in college (car wreck). The summer before college one of my classmates drove drunk and killed a couple of her friends from a different school that I didn't know.
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Gormy Cuss Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 09:57 AM
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4. I don't remember her name. She was a toddler run over by truck
I remember her blond hair. Her house had a small fenced in front yard. One day she managed to open the gate and dash into the street. That was it.

The first person of my own age was a twin who died of cancer when we were about 8. The twins were classmates and neighbors. Hers was a swift moving cancer and it seemed that she went from healthy to normal sick to dead in about a month.

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guitar man Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 09:57 AM
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5. there was a kid that lived on the next farm
down the road from us. He was climbing on a big steel gate that wasn't attached to anything, just propped up against the barn. It fell over on him and crushed him. He was 7 or 8 if I remember right. Tragic.
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Bzzzz Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 09:58 AM
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6. Ted Kirksey...
he was riding his bike on US 40 and was struck by a car and killed. I was at a slumber party for his girlfriend's birthday. We played the Carpenters albums all night long. It was a really somber night. There was no consoling her. We had just read the book about Sylvia Likens who was tortured in Indianapolis and the horrors that she endured...and then we got the call about Ted. Sad memories...
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dipsydoodle Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:02 AM
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7. Kid I went to school with
when I we were both nine years old. His mother gassed him, herself and his younger brother too.
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ohiosmith Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 11:58 AM
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26. That's some sad shit.
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Burma Jones Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:02 AM
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8. A neighbor named Betsy, she was 9, I was 5 or 6, she died from Meningitis
I walked to school with her younger sister.
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spinbaby Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:20 AM
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9. Carl
He was 16. His parents adopted him from Korea. He was going to be a doctor. Car accident the week after he got his license.

To get this thread off track a bit, how many people did you know that were killed by cars?

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ohiosmith Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:43 AM
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16. The first was a guy named Eddie Blazer. I was in grade seven he in nine.
It was after the ninth grade prom. He was speeding and lost control of his car. It hit a lamp standard at the corner of Hudson and Fourth. He went through the windshield and hit the lamp standard. His body had to be pealed off the pole. For years one could see the blood stain on that standard.

When I was about 15 or 16 the brothers from two families were drag racing through Glen Echo. They crashed the car killing three brothers from the Wanderlee family and four from the Fitzgerald. They were all laid out at St. Michael's. It was so weird seeing all those guys with whom I had grown up in their caskets.

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WillParkinson Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:21 AM
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10. Mark Savin's brother...
Greg. I didn't even know he had died. I asked Mark one day where his brother was. I felt so small after that.

And also a guy I used to go to school with. Don't recall his name. He got tangled in something in a quarry and drowned.
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bleedingheart Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:24 AM
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11. I was in middle school and this kid died of leukemia
we had just had a rally for him to raise money to pay for his treatments...and he died about a month later...his name was Nick..he was about 13.

I knew kids who killed themselves in high school...that was always traumatic...
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ohiosmith Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 04:40 PM
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29. I recall one kid who committed suicide in HS. His parents claimed that he was freaked out
Edited on Wed May-16-07 04:40 PM by ohiosmith
about getting accepted by a good university but we all knew it was because his father regularly beat the living shit (no pun intended) out of him. Poor bastard.
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SOteric Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:29 AM
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12. 6 year-old Paolo from the house next door.
They had 7 children, Paolo was 2nd from the youngest, a fragile featured little boy, small for his age. A case of the flu went thru all of the children in the home as it tends to do. Paolo got it twice in a short period of time. The second time killed the poor little thing.
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RetroLounge Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:38 AM
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13. A neighbor/friend's little brother Robbie
Died of a heart issue at 5 yrs old. It just wasn't right. He was a great kid.

RL
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cloudbase Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:40 AM
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14. Max, a high school classmate,
who drowned while canoeing. It was either in my soph. or junior year.
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kwassa Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:40 AM
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15. Larry, 8th grade class president
Edited on Wed May-16-07 10:40 AM by kwassa
Top student, handsome kid, a friend of mine. Someone with an incredible future.

I had moved with my family to the midwest that summer, no one told me for months after his death, assuming someone else had.

He was on vacation out west with a youth group. A truck blew a stop sign and hit a station wagon full of kids, killing many, as I recall. He was one of them.
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merh Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:48 AM
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17. Mark Brennan
Edited on Wed May-16-07 10:52 AM by merh
He was my best buddy, my boyfriend. He was a burly little guy with black hair and apple red cheeks and he loved to laugh and make me laugh. He loved baseball and the boy scouts and he could charm the nuns like nobody else. He died when we were 11, lukemia - he didn't come back to class after the summer break. Sr. Boneventure annouced that he was sick and we needed to pray for him. Later in the school year they announced that he was called home by god, god needed another angel. I can still see him in the casket, he was so small, so frail, his suit seemed to swallow him and his white hair was so thin, so whispy. It didn't even look like my friend, my buddy, Marcus WillieB. (A name I teased him with, Marcus Welby was the popular show at the time.)

To this day, I still think of him - his favorite hymn was "They'll know we are Christians by our Love" and we sang that for him at his funeral mass.

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Zavulon Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:51 AM
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18. Eileen Welch
Killed on a construction site. I think she was 8.
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Two_stabs Donating Member (8 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:51 AM
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My cousin
He had a brain tumor. It was the first time I even understood death.
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bbernardini Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 10:51 AM
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19. First one I remember was my friend Mark...
A friend from high school, he killed himself during the winter semester break. Still don't know why.
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supernova Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 11:01 AM
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21. A little boy across the hall from me at the hospital
I was in 9th grade and was in for scoliosis surgery. Painful but survivable.

I knew there was a boy across the hall from me who was very sick with some kind of cancer. This was a ward of semi-private rooms. I could see that he was bedridden and very, very pale. And hee, it's funny little kids can bond anywhere. We all knew about this kid whose name is lost to me now. But there were a couple of kids who ran in and out of everybody's rooms playing busybodies, including mine and this kid's.

One of those days, as I lay on my back waiting for it to heal, I noticed a flurry of activity in and out of his room: nurses, docs, all day and into the night.

Finally, there was no more activity. His room was cleared out. He was about 8 or 9 years old, IIRC. The nurse came into my room the next morning and asked me if I knew what happened. I asked her if he had died. She said yes. She said he had been a sweet little boy, always wanting to know that his family was alright with him going. She said he had begun to pass out his belongings a few days before. "So, he knew." I remember saying to her. "Yes, I think so," she said. She cried sitting on my bed.

I did too, for that kid, for his family.
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Pool Hall Ace Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 11:12 AM
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22. A girl named Jenni who had Cystic Fibrosis.
She packed a lot of living in her short life.
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Rosie1223 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-17-07 10:41 AM
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67. Jocelyn had CF too
She died when we were both 12.
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undeterred Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 11:18 AM
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23. 3rd grade classmate and her father died of carbon monoxide poisoning
in their sleep because of central air conditioning gone amuck. An older sister came home and rescued the mother and grandmother or they would have died. I heard it on the radio right before I left for school- the first day of the new school year.
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Adsos Letter Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 11:30 AM
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24. When I was about 14
A friend of mine and his brother were messing around with a loaded .306 deer-rifle and the one brother shot the other in the stomach. Pretty traumatizing all-around, and a sad lesson in gun safety.
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AlCzervik Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 11:40 AM
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25. Una O'Connell, 14 and was killed in a drunk driving accident, drunk driver was her 18 year old
18 year old boyfriend. the accident was the day before we all started our freshman year of high school.
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u4ic Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 12:49 PM
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27. I was 7 - a neighbour
I guess you could still call him a kid - he was 16. He died in a motorcycle accident only a couple of blocks away from home.

Later that summer, a cousin of mine met the same fate. He was barely out of teenager-hood.
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Ariana Celeste Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 01:46 PM
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28. my older brother
he was 15, i was 9. my world was crushed.
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Skittles Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 05:58 PM
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45. so sorry Ariana
I lost my brother three years ago....it is so very tough to lose a sibling but I imagine it must me more traumatic to have it happen to you as a child
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zanne Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 04:41 PM
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30. My friend Carol was 16 when she overdosed....
She was alone in her room. I still think of her.
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billyskank Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 04:41 PM
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31. Richard West
Edited on Wed May-16-07 04:42 PM by billyskank
He died during summer vacation when we were about to move up to middle school. We were 10. He was going to be in the same form as me. Can't remember what he died of.
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Raven Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 04:50 PM
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32. Trudy Hennessey, 6th grade, my best friend, of leukemia. n/t
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theNotoriousP.I.G. Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 05:12 PM
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34. it wasn't an individual child
it was a family. My bible study teacher and her husband and three children were all killed in a plane crash. The father was the pilot and they crashed into the side of a mountain sometime in winter and were found months later in the spring. I think I was 10 years old at the time. Might explain why I'm terrified of flying.
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prolesunited Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 05:14 PM
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35. A cousin
He committed suicide by train. Only a junior in high school. Nice. Funny as hell. Lots of skeltons, though, in that family's closet.
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bigwillq Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 05:20 PM
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36. I can't remember his name
but he died while masturbating...he wrapped a Nintendo cord around his neck and died.

It was sad that the kid died but what made it worse was the way he died. I have never forgotten it.

He went to school with me...we weren't that close.
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Left Is Write Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 05:23 PM
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37. There are four who stand out.
When I was 8 years old, my cousin Sarah died. She was 5. She was killed in a car accident. My parents called a family meeting to tell us kids about it, and my maternal grandparents came to stay with us for a few days while my parents went out for the funeral. I remember feeling horribly guilty that she had died, because we didn't get along very well together. I was haunted by the idea that I had had unkind thoughts about her, and that I if I hadn't, maybe she would have lived. There are still times I can feel those awful guilt feelings, and though my rational side knows that of course it was in no way my fault, the child I was at the time refuses to listen to reason.

When I was in 3rd or 4th grade, the older sister of one of my classmates died of leukemia. I don't remember much about her except that I thought she had very pretty blonde hair. What I didn't know then was that it was a wig. Also about that time or shortly thereafter - age 9 or 10 or so; I can't remember exactly when - the older brother of one of my classmates drowned while trying to swim across a pond.

When I was in 6th grade, the older sister of a classmate/fellow Camp Fire Girl was killed by a car when she was out riding her bike. She was 15, a classmate of my older sister's. I remember how I heard about it. It was late-ish at night, after I'd gone to bed but before I'd fallen asleep. I don't know if the phone rang or if someone had knocked on our door to get my dad, but he went out and then came back. I overheard him tell my mother that there had been an accident and a young girl had been killed on her bike. He didn't know her first name, but he knew the family name, knew she was my sister's age, and he mentioned that he thought the younger sister was a friend of mine - and he remembered her name. When he said it, I felt myself seize up in a kind of fear. Dad also said that other neighbors had gone up to the scene, and if I recall this correctly, one of them was the girl's father. I do remember my dad saying he couldn't imagine how it felt to hear about an accident, go to investigate, and discover it was your own kid. It was horrible. I thought about that girl for years afterward.
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nini Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 05:24 PM
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38. Betsy Murphy
rode a go kart right into the bumper of a parked car :cry:

She was in 8th grade and I was in 4th.
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Deep13 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 05:24 PM
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39. When I was 4, a 2 year old was killed when he wandered into traffic.
I don't know his name. The apartment building was near a state highway. Afterwards, the landlord or maybe the highway dept. erected a fence. This was in 1971ish before DAs started prosecuting parents for accidents.
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Briarius Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 05:25 PM
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40. A kid in my third grade class
I think his name was Jason. He was running from his mom's car into school, he was excited about the Valentine's day party. Sadly he ran right out in front of a bus... sad day.
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cmkramer Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 05:37 PM
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41. Steve Pavlik
He died of leukemia - which he had for about 2 years - when we were in the sixth grade. His funeral was on his 11th birthday. Even though no one in authority ever told us anything beyond that we needed to pray for him because he was very sick (I went to a Catholic school) most of us figured out that he was going to die long before he actually did. Our school had a policy where if the famly was wlling, if a child or his parent or sibling died, the kids in his grade would go to the funeral. We were also encouraged to go to the wake.
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femmocrat Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 05:47 PM
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42. When I was about 9, a friend's older brother died from a bleeding ulcer.
He was only 17 and really handsome. I cried my eyes out. It was the first time I ever went to a funeral home, too.
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Skittles Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 05:52 PM
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43. I attended schools on USAF bases in England as a child
I remember hearing about a classmate named Michael who had returned to the States and died when he was hit by a vehicle - he would have been about 11 years old. :(
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Danger Mouse Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 05:52 PM
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44. Michael Monach.
Was killed by a hit-and run driver at age 9 or 10. I was friends with him for a time.
It was very, very difficult for me to process his death. I was in a daze for weeks.
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Joe Fields Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 06:10 PM
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46. Marti Nixon, 7th grade. Hung herself in her garage.
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SarahB Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 06:13 PM
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47. I don't know his name.
My mom was (still is) a pediatric nurse. I was four and we were at a small dairy store buying milk. The boy (about my age) was run over in the parking lot and my mom kept me out of the way, but I saw enough. She tried. The ambulance came within a few minutes, but he died.
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pokerfan Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 06:22 PM
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48. high school
A kid dropped on the football field during a practice. He made a tackle, got up, took a couple of steps and just collapsed. Turned out he had some kind of undiagnosed heart defect. It was hard on all of us but especially hard on his identical twin who was also on the team.

My cousin died from a brain aneurysm at the age of 14.

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conscious evolution Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 06:34 PM
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49. Donna Kramer
We were inseperable from age two till she died of cancer when she was eight.
I still think of her often.
Her last birthday had a Alice in Wonderland theme.I was her King of Hearts.
I have not worn a costume since.
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Xithras Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 06:52 PM
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50. My six year old sisters best friend Jeanette.
Edited on Wed May-16-07 06:54 PM by Xithras
I was about 8 at the time. She was 7, and was in the car with her 16 year old brother when a drunk driver crossed the median and hit them head on. Those were the days before air bags and mandatory seatbelt laws, so neither of them really had much of a chance. The truly ironic thing was that the boy was on his way to a bar to pick up his parents. They'd been drinking and decided they needed a ride home, so they called their kid to come pick them up. To this day I can't imagine what they must have gone through when they finally found out why their kids never made it to the bar.

A few months later my cousin was hit by a delivery truck and killed. That was a tough summer.

The one that still bothers me was from junior high. A friend threw herself off a 7 story building to prove a point to her ex-boyfriend. To this day I still think of her every time I see that building, and I pass by it several times a week.
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Xithras Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 07:02 PM
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53. I just wanted to add: This thread is frigging depressing!
This may be one of the most depressing topics I've ever seen on DU. So much old grief, so many kids dead before their time, so many tragedies. I was having a good day until I read this :(
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SPKrazy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 06:53 PM
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51. Mark Stanley
He had to be about 8 or 9, I don't know what killed him either.

I remember hearing about it Saturday morning, that he'd died the night before.

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Lydia Leftcoast Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 07:00 PM
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52. When I was 11, the 2-year-old sister of a classmate died of
meningitis. :-(
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dropkickpa Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 07:03 PM
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54. I was in 5th grade
And my friends older brother (9th grade) blew his head off.

My friend Ricky died in a fairly horrific car wreck when I was in 9th grade.
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likesmountains 52 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 07:10 PM
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55. 1969..a child I babysat for died of leukemia...a few months later
a student from my high school died driving drunk from a party I also attended..but in 1969 the words "drunk driving" did not exist...
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ohiosmith Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-17-07 10:04 AM
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64. It's weird how many here knew kids who died of leukemia. As a child I was terrified that I would
get it.
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rainbow4321 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 07:21 PM
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56. A girl who had sat next to me in my middle school class
She was riding on the roof of a car, fell off. Was in a coma for several days. I remember hearing that the family was allowed to bring her dog into visit her in hopes of her waking up.
I still remember feeling so guilty when I found out she died...a few weeks before the accident she had tried to copy off my test and I wouldn't let her. I know, weird/stupid thought but I was a teen and it was my first time experiencing a death of someone our age. All I could think of was how selfish I had been over a little thing like that and here she only had a few weeks left to live.
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Saphire Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 07:35 PM
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57. David Justice. In the 6th grade, he and his father died in an auto accident.
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Fox Mulder Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 07:40 PM
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58. Joe.
He was a classmate of mine. Died a week before the beginning of our senior year of high school, back in 1999. He died in a car accident.

:(
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Pied Piper Donating Member (363 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 07:59 PM
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59. A kid named Dean
He was in my 6th grade science class, neat kid. He developed a brain tumor, and the whole class pitched in to buy him a transistor radio for his hospital room. After we gave him the radio, the teachers never spoke of him again, he just sort of faded out of our memory. I assume he died, because he never came back to school. This all happened at the beginning of the school year, at a new school, so none of us really had a chance to get to know him. I wish they would have told us if he had died - the whole episode remains one big question mark for me.

Then at the end of the same year, one of my other classmates was hit by a car and died.
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LostInAnomie Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 08:28 PM
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60. My friend Michael
The summer between 6th and 7th grade he and some friends were playing by a river. Michael waded out too far and was pulled under. He was a small and frail boy that stood no chance against a swift moving river.

His dad found his body draped over a log three days later while searching with a the county's search and recovery team.

16 years later and his mother still puts ads in the paper with his school photo saying how much his family misses him.
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jmm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 08:50 PM
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61. When I was 7 one of my cousins who was 13 was killed.
Nobody's ever been prosecuted. I don't even think there were any serious suspects.

When I was in 8th gr a girl in the 4th gr at my school died when she was hit by a train. I walked by the tracks and saw some commotion that day but didn't realize until that evening what had happened. Even now she's the youngest person I've ever met that died.

My senior year in high school there were three suicides in my town and one of my classmates died in a car accident.
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mentalsolstice Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 08:55 PM
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62. A little girl at my church drowned
Which was really disturbing because we had a pool. I was probably about 5 or 6 at the time.
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Xipe Totec Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed May-16-07 08:57 PM
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63. Well, this is wicked morbid isn't it?
As a kid, I don't remember any; I was way too young. I only know about them through my relatives.

This includes a cousin who was days younger than me and was run over by a truck at age three.

But actually remembering seeing them die? No, I have never had to perform the duty of being honor guard at the death of a friend.

There are many men I have seen die, and there are many friends I have lost to death.

But I have never been present at the moment of death for a friend.

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crim son Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-17-07 10:06 AM
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65. One of my friends' older brothers.
He "fell" off a building of several stories when he was a teenager. At the time I never questioned the assertion that it was an accident but now I wonder.
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ThatsMyBarack Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-17-07 10:36 AM
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66. A kid named Ethan Martin who had epilepsy.
I was in second grade, he was in first grade. I never knew him. I found out about it at an all-school assembly when a teacher dedicated a painting to him.
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Roon Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-17-07 05:12 PM
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68. Tony Wolff
in Job Corps. I was 17 at the time. He had a grandmal seizure and got his neck caught up in the cross sections of a chair. Suffocated himself. I saw him right after they found him.
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Kutjara Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-17-07 05:16 PM
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69. Drew Tolman, a boy in my 5th grade class.
Our homeroom teacher announced one morning that he'd fallen off his skateboard on the big hill down the road from our school where all the kids used to ride, hit his head, and died instantly.
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AngryOldDem Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-17-07 05:38 PM
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70. Brother of a friend
The boy and some other friends decided to walk the sewers one day when a rainstorm hit. (Running the sewers was the "thing to do" that summer among some kids; don't ask me why.) They eventually found the kid in the river.

I was at my best friend's house when this happened, and her older brother was really, really messed up over this -- he was a good friend of the boy who died. It was the first time I saw grief coming from a peer, which is why I think it's why I still remember it after all these years. The kid's younger brother and I were classmates practically since kindergarten -- that kid was never really the same after that summer.
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trackfan Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-17-07 05:56 PM
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71. No close peers that I remember. When I was 5 or 6 a teenage friend of my
sister starved herself to death after a boyfriend told her she was too fat. She just stopped eating, and then when she wanted to eat, couldn't keep any food down. This was in the early 60s, years before I'd ever heard about eating disorders, anorexia nervosa, bulemia, etc.
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Spirochete Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-17-07 11:06 PM
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72. A kid named Ricky
He was a grade behind me - in 4th grade. He drowned at Battle Ground Lake. It was the big news of the neighborhood for a couple weeks.
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Patsy Stone Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-17-07 11:21 PM
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73. Robbie Conviser
Edited on Thu May-17-07 11:26 PM by Patsy Stone
Son of my elementary school music teacher. He was 9 or 10, and I think it was something to do with his heart, but he wasn't sick. It was sudden.
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noshenanigans Donating Member (778 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 12:14 AM
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74. I wasn't a kid, but..
when I was 23 I worked on the game Medal of Honor with a guy who basically told me that there is no life for women over 30 and I basically only had until 30 to make something of myself or it was all over. This guy was around 25. A week later they found him dead in his bed from a heart failure. Freaked me out, man. I still haven't reached 30 (have even learned to walk again after a car accident that put me in a wheelchair) but that really still freaks me out.
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Throckmorton Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 03:09 AM
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75. Matt Howland
He committed suicide at the end of the 7th grade. His father had died the previous summer, and he just couldn't cope with the loss, and no one in the upper middle class hell hole I grew up in thought to get him help. I was a year older, and had just finished the 8th grade, we were in Band together.

He was the primary reason that when my own wife died 3 years ago, the first thing I did was get both of my children into counseling and support groups. It has worked wonders for both of them.
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Eurobabe Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 03:29 AM
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76. Guy Boggs ( I think) in 4th grade
he got some kind of virus or something during the summer and died. It was surreal.
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enigmatic Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 03:44 AM
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77. Carl
We were best friends when I was 10; he lived in a even more toxic home than I did. His Mother beat him alot and his Grandmother who helped take of him spent more time critizing him than anything else. His Mother got married the next summer and moved away to Florida; another friend found out from his mom a few months later that Carl drowned in the Atlantic while swimming.
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u4ic Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 03:46 AM
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78. Hi enigmatic!
:hug:

What a short, sad life poor Carl had. :(
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enigmatic Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 04:30 AM
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79. Hey u4ic!
Edited on Fri May-18-07 04:32 AM by enigmatic
:hug:

I still think about him every so often; he had this electric football game that an Aunt bought him for Christmas and we used to spend most of our time playing it in the garage of his house. I really liked him...

I hope you haven't been caught up in the rent crunch here; ours were raised 100 bucks this year and we consider ourselves lucky..
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u4ic Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 05:01 PM
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87. I'm holding my breath...
but so far so good.

The owner lives in the building; her father actually built it 50 years ago. She's about 85 and very religious, so I'm hoping there's something in her bible about not screwing her tenants.

I've heard there hasn't been a rent increase here in years, and you wouldn't believe how cheap the rent is.

The rent increases have been nuts. When they're doubling overnight in some cases...the gouging is just despicable.

There was a housing rally at the Leg yesterday that I wanted to get to, but couldn't in the end. :(

I really hope something is done about the situation, but I don't have too many hopes in that regard. I know Stelmach inherited so many of these problems from Klein, but he's still not going to do anything about it. :grr:
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FloridaJudy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 06:34 AM
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80. A classmate of mine named Lynn
Her little brother found a loaded gun and shot her. She was 11, her brother about 5 or 6. Very weird: I'd been to her house. Upper middle class, both parents college grads, lived in the Berkeley hills. Not the sort of people one usually expects to keep a loaded gun in reach of a young kid.

I often wonder what became of her brother. Hell of a thing to live with.
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BreweryYardRat Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 08:45 AM
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81. One of the people at my high school when I was 14.
She died in a car accident.
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NewWaveChick1981 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 08:47 AM
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82. A girl named Linda.
:cry: She was really nice and I had fun knowing her, even though it was just a short time. She had a seizure in our second grade classroom one day, and we never saw her again after the ambulance took her to the hospital. She died about two weeks later. She was only 8 years old, and so was I. :(
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BluePatriot Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 09:03 AM
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83. Jessica Reese
She played in my section in band. She quit when we hit high school, became part of the Christian clique. She was still nice though. I always remember her saying "Don't say "God!" say "Gosh!"" Anyway, she died of a heart valve defect my sophomore year. It was creepy seeing her body in the casket, and the first time I understood the concept, of, well, "ping." Ping as in people having a living-sense about them, unique to them. I also remember my jerk boyfriend wanting to go and make out after the funeral.
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ScreamingMeemie Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 09:07 AM
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84. As a mom...I am having such a difficult time with this thread.
:cry:
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LeftishBrit Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 04:49 PM
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85. Amanda. She was in the same ward as me when I was in hospital at age 7.
I had pneumonia and recovered. She had a heart operation for a congenital problem and didn't make it. To this day, I've kept two little knitted dolls that she gave me when we played together in the ward. So sad.

It all came back to me not long ago when I found that one of of my students had a similar condition, and had been successfully treated. The chances are much better now - for heart conditions, leukemia and so many other illnesses. Sometimes just a few years of medical progress can make the difference between life and death.
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ChickMagic Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 04:55 PM
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86. My brother
I was 5 going on 6. He was 3. He had cancer so badly that they could never find the primary location. We were playing in the back yard and he accidentally got hit by a swing. He wound up with a remarkable shiner. It never went away. To this very day my mom believes that he died of a stroke related to the black eye. She tells me, "I know you didn't mean to kill your brother." Okay mom.
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Bjornsdotter Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 05:47 PM
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89. Omg


...please, please tell me you don't believe that you had anything to do with his death. I can't fathom why a mom would say that to her child.

:hug:
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ChickMagic Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue May-22-07 11:17 AM
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93. She was jealous of me
My dad was only home on weekends - traveling salesman. I had 2 younger sisters - way younger. I was about 6 and would pick out clothes saying, "This would look good on our babies." Mom slapped me and said, "They're MY babies - not yours." When my brother died, I was shipped off to a relatives farm complete with outhouse. The outhouse was in the same pen as the bull. That's when I learned "lickety split". I was there several months and allowed to come home. Phillip was the only boy and that was the be all and end all.

I often wonder how different my live would have been had he lived. Dad didn't think girls should go to school.

Karma is powerful. My best friend and younger sister had epilepsy. She became pregnant with twins and her seizures changed character. She collapsed and hit her head on a table. Rather than calling 911, Mom and Dad drove from Dallas to Irving and by the time they got there, she was dead. So were her babies. The police held mom and dad for several hours since she had blunt force trauma. They thought they killed her. The entire family was there with the exception of me. They didn't bother to tell me.

The weekend before she died, she and I got together and saw a movie (we did that most weekends). She came over to my place and we had a heart to heart. I cherish that weekend.
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Midlodemocrat Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue May-22-07 03:02 PM
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98. Wow. How very sad. You are such a strong person.
:hug:
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TrogL Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 05:40 PM
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88. Some drunk kids were in a car that hit a tree outside my place
Edited on Fri May-18-07 05:41 PM by TrogL
One of the girl's brother was in my class.
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Broken_Hero Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 05:49 PM
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90. S. Mullins....
I was 8, he was 11...he hung himself by accident off his bunk bed...my family, and his were pretty close...they moved out of town a few months after that, incident.
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Bjornsdotter Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 05:51 PM
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91. There were a few all around the same time


....some friend's of my parents lost their 5 year old to leukemia, a house fire killed 2 kids at my school, but the one that really effected me the most was the death of a mom and newborn baby. The twins were in my year at school and they were really excited that their mom was coming home with the new baby. The next day at school it was announced that the mom and baby were killed on the way home from the hospital by a drunk driver. The twins moved shortly after that.

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murielm99 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-18-07 06:00 PM
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92. A little girl named Colleen.
Her sister was in my Sunday School class when we were ten. Colleen was four.

It was before seat belts or car seats for kids. Colleen was standing up in the front seat next to her mother, who was driving. Someone pulled out in front of them, and her mother slammed on the brakes. Colleen slammed into the dashboard. She was in a coma for awhile, then she died.

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Midlodemocrat Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue May-22-07 01:34 PM
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94. Laura Butler. Drowned in her family's backyard pool.
We found out when we returned from church. It was a terrible day in our neighborhood. I'll never forget it.
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Smooth Operator Donating Member (153 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue May-22-07 02:57 PM
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96. 2 kids named David
Kid named David was riding his mini bike in back of shopping center. There was a dike with two bollards on top. There usually wasn't a cable between the bollards but someone decided to put one up. David broke his neck when he rode between the bollards and caught his neck. The other David climbed up to the top of a high tension electric tower. He got too close to the wires and was electrocuted. His body became wedge about 30 feet up, the fire depecrtment had to bring his body down.
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montanto Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue May-22-07 02:54 PM
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95. Tracey Mall, (boy) 6th grade.
Died right in front of us while playing b-ball during recess. Aneurysm I think. Shortly after that a friend of mine got run over by a gasoline tanker in a freak accident.
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electron_blue Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue May-22-07 02:59 PM
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97. Crap. I knew a neighbor whose brother died from leukemia. I suppose he was the first.
The latest was yesterday. Just found out a student of mine died.
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RobinA Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue May-22-07 03:16 PM
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99. Jeremy Something
Kid named Jeremy was in the same elementary grade as me all the way through school. Was frail, small and kind of a blue color. Used to just stare at you with these big, pale eyes. In 6th grade we went on a field trip and Jeremy came in a wheelchair. He was even bluer than usual. I hate to say it, but he gave me the creeps (made me feel guilty). He died the summer after 6th grade. Some heart defect or something that today would probably be a no-brainer for some pediatric cardiologist. This was in 1969.
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ScreamingWhisper Donating Member (210 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue May-22-07 04:08 PM
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100. Johnny Taylor.: Age: 9
Dove into his family's pool and the cold water sent him into shock. No one noticed him out there because he was already a great swimmer so no parents were around the poolside.
Johnny was the envy of everyone during lunch-time because his mom made him two hamburgers with mustard EVERY day for lunch. Everyone else had to eat whatever the cafeteria was serving...which was rarely hamburgers. Normally green beans and the little beet slice that makes for good sipping-straw ammunition.
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