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Killed by gun on March 1, 2017, at age 22

This is my precious daughter, Katrina Renee Seaburn, born 10-3-1994, died 3-1-2017. Katrina was a special gift being 1 of 5 pregnancies that survived. I raised Katrina alone, just the two of us, but it was perfect. Katrina was an outstanding athlete, baton twirler, and scholar. She was a high honor student receiving numerous scholarships and grants. She was a regional, state, and international baton champion. Katrina had big dreams and was accomplished in everything she set her mind to. She was 8 weeks from graduating with a BS in Accounting from Clarion University. She had already applied and been accepted to the Masters program at Clarion University. Katrina lost her life to an angry x-boyfriend, he shot her in the chest with a hollow point bullet after loosing his temper. She was my whole world and I can’t stop thinking “HOW”!

With a broken heart,
Tammy Seaburn

Killed by gun November 20, 1999, at age 29

Willie loved to dress well and he could. He liked to look good all the time; he had to be matching from head to toe.

Willie liked all kinds of music. He didn’t work many jobs in his life, but he was a welder, which he went to school to learn. He loved babies. He liked to own his own car. Willie was an outgoing guy who loved to have fun. He was a good baseball player. He was a friendly person as well.

My brother loved some good cooking; he loved to eat. I made all the different kinds of food he liked.

Willie’s sister Linda and two nieces, Sherrie and Tonya, would like to ask you if you know something, anything, that may help find Willie’s killer, please call the police department. You don’t need to give your name.

By Linda Hunter, Sister

Killed by gun August 3, 1998, at age 25

Tony was born in Kansas City, Kansas on May 9, 1973. When he was seven-years old, we moved to Torrance, CA. Four years later, we moved to Palos Verdes, CA, where he attended Ridgecrest Middle School and graduated from Peninsula High School in 1992. Tony played ice hockey and wrestled in high school.

Tony was murdered on August 3, 1998, in Harbor City, CA. No motive, and no one has been arrested. Tony was a gentle and kind young man. We can not imagine living without his beautiful smile and kind heart. Our hearts are forever broken. He taught us lessons of the heart. Goodnight, sweet Prince.

By Sheri Barnett, Mother

Killed by gun August 31, 1998, at age 23

Salvador was a 23-year old security guard. He was happily married to Tricia Soldana and had a seven-month old baby boy named Lorenzo. He was a very good father and loved his wife very much.

He had special talents in baseball, football, and basketball. He was the oldest child of Salvador Soldana II and Brenda Hinojos. Salvador attended Langdon Elementary, then went on to Sepulveda Junior High and finished off at Poly High. He was really outgoing and always made people laugh.

He will be greatly missed and forever in our hearts by all those who loved him.

By Salvador Soldana II, Father

Killed by gun March 9, 2001 at age 19

Randy was born on March 11, 1981 and left our world to be with the Lord just 3 days before his 20th birthday. Randy has a son who is now 3 years old and without a father. His name is Nathan and he looks just like the father he will never know. Randy was a fun child and very smart: he was singing his ABCs by the time he was 17 months old and he was a 4.0 student. Unfortunately, as Randy got older, he joined a gang at the young age of 16. When he realized it wasn’t for him, he left the gang. Randy was in JobCorps working toward his high school diploma and cleaning our parks when he was killed. He wanted to make a better life for him and his child. His interests were drawing and music. I saw my son on Wednesday. He sat next to me on the couch and kissed me on the cheek and told me he was doing alright. Friday morning, they found my son on the freeway. We miss Randy dearly. He left behind his Mom, Grandma, sister, brother, son and loving fiance, Amanda.

Written by Bonnie Katzell, Randy’s mother

Killed by gun at age 18.

Jason Garland Sweet-Williams was born on June 26, 1986 to Bettye Garlinda Sweet and Billy Joe Williams.  Jason was raised solely by his mother.

Jason began his schooling at the Center for Early Learning in Los Angeles. He went to Wilshire Crest in kindergarten and completed his elementary schooling at Canfield and Crescent Heights. Because of his energetic nature, Jason went to three middle schools: Emerson, Orville Wright, and Webster. He went to Hamilton High School and was transferred to Jefferson where his mother and step-mother taught. During his senior year he went to Trade-Technical City College program where he earned enough credits to finish school one semester early. He graduated with the class at Jefferson High School with a 3.0 GPA.

Jason was living in the dorm and had just ended his second term at Brooks College in Long Beach where he had earned 5 A’s and 1 B. He was studying fashion design and business. Jason was not afraid of hard work. His first job was at 15 ½ through A Place Called Home at Warner Bros. He earned $500 for completing a bioplant program at Trade-Tech; he was entrusted as a caretaker for his godmother’s daughter, Robin; he worked with elementary school kids through a program at Holman United Methods Church; Hallmark Cards in the Ladera Center; and his last job was at Tilly’s in Huntington Beach.

During his early years, Jason was active in basketball with James Perry as his coach and mentor. He also enjoyed snowboarding, riding dirt bikes, surfing, and scuba-diving. He was always entrepreneurial and made money by selling masks that he designed and selling candy in middle school. Jason loved watching music videos and had high hopes of becoming a producer and PR person for his good friend, Chris Hutchinson and incorporating his urban designs in their videos.

Jason loved his mother and God. He demonstrated this love by being respectful to adults by being gentle and playful with children. Children adored him, as did everyone who knew him. He was christened at West Angeles by Bishop Blake and was baptized at the accountable age of twelve at Cerritos Assembly of god. Jason was a real charmer and as sweet as his last name.

Jason was murdered on December 17th, 2004. Jason leaves behind temporarily, his mother Bettye Sweet, his father Billy Joe Williams; step-mother, Gwen Williams, all of Los Angeles; step-father, Stuart Edgley from Sidney, Australia; a sister, Crystal Taylor, four nephews, two great-nephews from San Diego; aunts Bonnie Jones, Cerritos Rev. Muriel Sweet, Atlanta, Georgia, and Sandra Sweet; uncles Rev. Kelly Sweet from San Diego and Rev. Curtis Sweet of Phoenix, Arizona; girlfriend Anastacia White and parents; godfather, George Bowden of Encino, California; godmother Tami Waters and family; Lillie Jackson-Smarr and family; four best friends, Chris Hutchinson, Brandon Revoner, Omar Thompson, and DeSean Celeman, all from L.A., and a host of cousins and friends.

Killed by gun on November 30, 1999, at age 60

Dr. Sehdeva was born and raised in India. He was a thoracic and cardiovascular surgeon who served as a professor of surgery at Louisiana State University. In 1980, he relocated his practice to Marina Del Rey. In addition to being an outstanding doctor, he also held an MBA degree from Pepperdine University in Malibu. Dr. Sehdeva was a very successful entrepreneur.

Dr. Sehdeva will be remembered as a deeply religious man, prominent physician, a committed community volunteer, a sincere friend, and caring family man who was soft spoken in nature and intense in commitment. We miss him immensely and feel depressed.

By Parkash Sehdeva, Jagjit’s Wife

Killed by gun August 20, 1998, at age 26

Jayson was a very loving, caring and giving young man. Words can never describe how much I miss him. The love I have for my first-born son is indescribable. Words can not begin to explain this horrible loss for me and my family. 

His interests and hobbies were reading, writing, playing his radio with his CD’s and riding his sister’s bicycle. He was also a very shy and sweet person that was loved by everyone. He loved his job where he worked at Ralph’s Supermarket.

Son, I will never forget you!!!

P.S. “If I could turn back time” Love, Mom .

By Carmela Sierra, Mother

Killed by gun August 12, 1998, at age 26

Artletha E. Smyles was born and raised here in Los Angeles, CA. She was the only child born to Arthur and Patricia Smyles (who preceded her in death at the same age of 26). After the death of her birth mother, she was raised by her father with the help of her grandmother (Ms. Eunice Washington). She went through the educational system here in LA, graduating 12th grade from Lucinger High School.

Artletha became a beautiful, young, respectable, well-liked, determined person with a no-nonsense spirit. Her greatest aspiration was to become a licensed/certified court reporter, which after six years of schooling, she mastered her desire, graduating from court reporter school as one of the top in her class (April 1998). She was the mother of two sons (eight years and three years) and showed a devoted love and concern for her father also.

She is dearly missed by her sons and Dad, family and friends alike. She enjoyed going out with friends on Friday nights, dancing, music and always working on her computer everyday, or spending time with her sons and father.

By Arthur E. Smyles, Father

Killed by gun June 19, 2001 at age 40

This is in memory of my life partner, Dorothy Jean Stone, who died by her own hand on June 19, 2001. Dorothy was also known far and wide as “DJ” and “Pebbles”, but she was always Jean to me. Jean was born on January 7, 1961, making her 40 when she took her own life. Jean was an accomplished artist in many mediums, one of the best dancers I’ve ever had the privilege of watching on a dance floor, an animal lover and an activist, a lover and appreciator of all music and a very talented decorator. But above all, she was a kind, loving, gentle and highly evolved soul who battled life with an overwhelming hardship since birth. Jean bore the scars of her difficult life with a certain pride, having overcome a lot, but not all, of her pain with a hardheaded determination and a belief that people were inherently good. Unfortunately, in the end, her demons became too much for her to bear and she chose to end her life by gunshot. Jean had a tremendous impact on every aspect of me, in death as well as life. Although part of me died along with her, I have ultimately developed a spiritual understanding that eluded me before her death. I owe her so very much, and I will always love and cherish every moment I was fortunate enough to have with her.

Written by Elyse Goldman, Jean’s Life Partner