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Stephanie Norris

2019-01-06T18:53:24-08:00

Killed by gun Sept. 22, 1998, at ages 17

My daughter, Gloria Treval Clark, and my granddaughter, Stephanie Norris, were found in the trunk of my daughter’s car. Gloria Clark had been shot and burned up so badly that it was almost impossible to identify my daughter’s body. Stephanie Norris, my granddaughter, was shot, beaten and burned. She was also pregnant.

Gloria once drove for the Santa Monica, CA, bus district, a job my daughter loved. Gloria’s hobby was making other people happy, giving a helping hand wherever needed. Gloria was very neat, clean and very particular concerning her family’s appearances and hers.

Stephanie was Gloria’s oldest child, a child that was always concerned in doing her best and had just enrolled in nursing school while still completing her 12th grade. She was looking for a bright future. Gloria left three children behind, ages 11,13, and 15, that just can’t understand why their mother and oldest sister are gone. They both left behind a host of family members, friends, etc., and will always be remembered by so many.

By Catherine Jackson, Mother & Grandmother

Juan Adrian Nuno

2019-01-06T20:06:26-08:00

Killed by gun February 29, 1998, at age 19

As a child, Juan was a good and obedient boy. Jaun was very friendly, a good son, and a brother. He was very dedicated to school.

As an adolescent, like so many other young people, he made mistakes due to bad company and bad influences. They were forgivable mistakes that were paid to the law and society.

Fortunately, as a young man those things were left behind and he began to see things differently. In a more positive attitude, he began to take interest in things like landscaping, reading, and writing poetry. He also began to find himself, his family, and school. He was at the point of receiving his high school diploma. Juan was never involved with gangs, and he respected other people’s ideas.

Unfortunately, at the young age of 19, all of those dreams were not fulfilled, and GOD took him to a better place.

By Maria Nuno, Mother

Arthur Raymond Negrete Jr.

2019-01-06T20:29:31-08:00

Killed by gun October 5, 1998, at age 18

Arthur Negrete, Jr., was 18 years old. He was a victim of a drive-by shooting on October 5th, 1998, at 12 PM, five minutes away from home. He was the oldest sibling of two sisters. He had goals and dreams of becoming a U.S. Marine and had just received his high school diploma. Ever since “Artie” was a young,boy, he knew he was going to be a Marine. He wanted to be proud of his dignity as a man in a uniform to serve his country. And I, as a mother, could have hardly waited to see my son stand proud in a position he set forth to so much believe in.

He was a very mature 18 year old. He wanted a life. He was a gentle brother, proud to be the big brother whom his two younger sisters admired and looked up to and respected. He was our little man. We depended on his strength around our home. His smile; his laughter; the smell from his cologne; his warm, gentle conversation we miss so much. It’s indescribable. We keep his spirit alive by always talking about him and sharing our thoughts. I find my sincere therapy by reaching out and helping young men and ladies find positive directions for a peaceful frame of mind and to recognize life does incorporate positive action.

By Liza G. Negrete, Mother

Edwin Nava

2019-01-06T20:33:58-08:00

Killed by gun September 25, 1998, at age 41

My brother, Edwin, was a construction worker. His trade was mostly plastering, stuccoing and painting. He worked 15 years in this field and all that knew him would tell you he was one of the best. He loved to work hard and create beauty.

His children, Teresa, Danniela, Christina, and Candice were his life. We will miss him tremendously, and his children are lost today without him. He was their dad, their mom, and their friend. I still find it hard to believe that someone could just blow his head right off over a stupid argument. I want to thank Women Against Gun Violence for their interest and care for human society. God bless and thank you!

By Yolanda Isaac, Sister

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