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In Memory Of Heather Meredith Kornegay

11th May 1978 – 19th March 1999

This memorial website was created in the memory of Heather Meredith Kornegay, born on the 11th May 1978 and passed away on the 19th March 1999, 20 years of age.
Full Name: Heather Meredith Kornegay
Born: 11th May 1978
Passed Away: 19th March 1999
Age: 20 years of age
Location: California
Country: The United States
Father: Brian Kornegay
Mother: Nancy Kornegay
Occupation: Student

Created by George on 21 Jun 2006
In Memory Of Heather Meredith Kornegay
A LETTER FROM DADDY - MON. MAY 20TH 1999 A LETTER FROM DADDY TUES. MARCH 23, 1999 LETTER FROM DADDY - MON. MARCH 22, 1999

The greatest gift we ever received was given to us by God. We called her daughter, sister, grand-daughter, friend. We all called her Heather...

A Tribute to our Wonderful Daughter,
and Dave and Dan's Sister.
Daddy and Mommy's Little Girl is now flying with the Angels
We miss you so much Honey...
Mom, Dad, Dave, Dan, Dana, Mom Mom and Pop Pop, Gramma and Grampa, Jerry, Melody, Alyssa, all your friends at Rite-Aid, all your relatives and friends, all your kitties, and Pepper too.

One of Heather's best attributes was her love for children and animals. She spoke frequently of becoming a Veterinarian. Please visit the Best Friends Web Site, and if you care to, make a donation in Heather's name.

The following letter was read by Daddy at Heather's Services;

March 19, 1999

A letter to Daddy's Little Girl,

Today I woke up early, somewhere around 5:45 this morning after hearing a few deep 'Meows' from Raja. He was disturbed and wanted outside. It seemed so dreary outside, with the skies overcast and the threat of rain in the forecast.

I went to a meeting at the Sheriff's Office at 8:00 and at 9:58 I received a call from one of my partners that Jerry had just called and said you had an asthma attack, and to call Jerry as soon as possible. I immediately called Jerry at your apartment and Jerry was crying and I could hear your room mate Melody also crying in the background.

Jerry stated that the paramedics were there at your house and that it was just too late. I was about to hear the most horrible thing imaginable in my life. You were dead! I felt like I had just been hit by a ton of bricks. My legs felt like they were going to give out on me. Jerry said that he had left you at 5:00 this morning as he left for work. He came back in at 9:30 and found you lying on the floor in the bedroom. He noticed right away that you were not breathing and immediately started CPR. Jerry continued CPR until the paramedics arrived and told him it was too late.

I talked to one of the paramedics and he stated that you had apparently died quite some time ago and there was nothing that anyone could have done. I can hear Jerry and Melody screaming in the background. I can?t believe what is happening. I say to my self this can?t be. A million things go through my mind all at once, your mother is going to be devastated, what about our trip to Reno for your 21st Birthday that you were looking forward to so much, why hadn?t you called 911, what about the rest of your life, why can?t I have taken your place, what about Jerry, what about Melody?

I talk to Jerry on the phone again. He is crying fiercely and keeps saying that he is sorry. Jerry says that it is his fault. He says that he doesn?t know what to do. I want to hold Jerry and tell him it?s not his fault. Jerry said that he wanted to propose to you on your birthday, and now what was he going to do? I want to hold Jerry and tell him everything will be OK. I can?t. Things are not OK. I hear Melody screaming in the background, Jerry is crying in the phone. Here comes another ton of bricks.

I drive home and cry myself. How can I tell your mother, how can I tell Dave and Dan? How can I tell Gramma and Grampa, Mom-Mom and Pop-Pop? I think of all our animals that you loved so much. How will they know? How will they understand all the crying and upset people in the house? I call Gramma on the phone and tell her. She asks me if I?m kidding as she breaks out crying.

I get home still crying. Your mother is gone up to work. Thank God she did not see me come home crying. I tell the animals, they look at me but I don't think they understand what I said. Pepper may understand a little because when I look at her and tell her, she cocks her head to one side and the other. But then again we all know that dogs are smarter than cats. I start to make phone calls to get a hold of your brothers. How can I tell them? Both of them loved you so much and wanted to protect you like Big Brothers do. How can I tell them? How can I tell anyone? I can hardly speak. Your mother drives up.

As I tell your mother, she starts screaming, "No" repeatedly until she falls into my arms. We are both crying. I call Mom-Mom and Pop-Pop. Mom-Mom asks if I?m kidding as I hear her suddenly break out crying. She hands the phone to Pop-Pop. He asks if I?m kidding as I hear him start to cry. Why is this all happening? I am crying. I look at your picture and fall apart. Another ton of bricks!

I call Jerry again at your apartment. I can hear a lot of crying. Jerry still thinks it's his fault. He his crying so much I can hardly understand him. I try to comfort him but I can't. I tell him it is not his fault. I don't think Jerry believes me. I talk to Melody, poor Melody, she is crying so hard I can't understand her. She finally tries to tell me that it is her fault because she normally goes into your room every morning to wake you up and for whatever reason she didn't this morning. I try to tell Melody it is not her fault but she keeps telling me that it is. She is crying so hard she is really hard to understand on the phone. I want to hold and comfort Melody and tell her that it is not her fault, and that everything will be OK. Melody loves you so much Heather. Jerry loves you so much. How can I tell them everything will be OK when I know it won't. Your daddy is devastated. Your mother is devastated.

I hurt so much, but not just for myself. I hurt first of all for you. I hurt for your mother, Dave, Dan, and Dana. I hurt for Jerry, Melody, and Sissa. I hurt for Mom-Mom and Pop-Pop, Gramma and Grampa. I hurt for all of us, Jimmy, Janet, Rocky, Robin, Shawnee, Michael, and all of our family and friends way too numerous to mention. But I still hurt. I am crying a lot.

The day goes on. There is a lot of crying in the house. Friends of the family call and express their feelings, which help us a lot. We are still crying. I sign the papers at the mortuary to have you brought back home. You are supposed to be here tonight sometime. I cry for Jerry. I cry for Melody. I cry for me.

It's a little past 8:00 in the evening. Your mother wants to call Aunt Jane and tell her and Uncle Dick what has happened. Uncle Dick answers the phone. He says Aunt Jane had died earlier in the day. Your mother is now totally in pieces. She is crying uncontrollably. I am crying. I say to myself that Aunt Jane has been taken from this world to take care of you in Heaven. I am thinking that God had this planned this way. I am wondering why this has all happened. I am crying. More bricks. A whole lot of bricks.

I tried to watch T.V. There is a Heather on the Wheel of Fortune. She wins. I try to watch Providence. There is a Heather on that show also. I look at your picture next to the T.V. and cry and wonder why? Your mother is on the floor rocking back and forth crying uncontrollably. I try to watch the news. The rental car that the Sund family from Eureka had rented and taken to Yosemite has been found near Sonora. Two bodies are discovered in the trunk of the car. I see Mr. Carrington, the father of Carol Sund and grandfather of Julie Sund, trying to speak on T.V. He is visibly distraught and trying to say through tears that your kids are suppose to outlive you. It just isn?t supposed to happen this way. I know how Mr. Carrington feels. I feel so sorry for the Carrington, Sund, and Pelosso families. I feel so sorry for our family. I start to cry. I go to bed. Things are not OK.

    
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