Courtney Brightman
17 Oct 1980–4 Apr 1997
"The rose-lipped girls are sleeping in fields where flowers fade." I met Courtney as a peewee cheerleader. It took me a little while to get used to her confidence and cockiness, but after I knew her well, I came to love her. She was beautiful and always in the mood to party. I wanted to be like her. A year and a half ago, Courtney, and another friend, Jamie, were killed in a car crash. They were in the backseat when the truck's driver slammed into a pole. They died almost instantly. They were sixteen. Courtney was a wrestling cheerleader, a member of her church's youth group, and an aspiring police officer. She was an angel then and she is one now. She is deeply missed by family and friends.