At the core of every violent crime is a victim. A victim, whose life was taken not by the passage of time, but by the violent acts of another. Time passes. The headlines disappear. It is important that these victims not be forgotten in the community in which they live. They are at the heart of what we fight for. Their stories are told here, through the people that knew them best, so that we all may know the effect of their loss. These stories are here, so we will never forget.
ROBERT Leon DEAL III
Nathaniel (Nathan) William Ewing (1997-2017)
Nathaniel (Nathan) William Ewing was born in Wichita Falls, Texas in 1997. He was 20 years old when he went to be with the Lord. He was something special in this world, as he had a smile that was so vibrant it would light up an entire room. Nathan dreamed big but he was persistent that those dreams become a reality. One of his first dreams was to attend the University of Oklahoma as there were no bigger “Boomer Sooner” fans than him and his dad. This dream had become a reality for him once he left for college the fall of 2015. Nathan was majoring in
engineering and minoring in aviation, as he accomplished his first solo flight shortly before he passed away. He gained the passion of flying from his #1 best friend and also mentor his grandpa. Nathan lived by many values, but the most important one to him was to serve the Lord, and I can easily say he honored this value everyday of his life. Nathan had a special quote that he would often say on hard days “It’s just a bad day, not a bad life” he was always strong and encouraging with his words that many would turn towards him for words of advice. Nathan will forever hold a place in many hearts and be missed everyday until the day he greets us at the gates of Heaven once we arrive.
Allen Lee Counts (1992-2016)
Allen Lee Counts was born December 29, 1992 and taken from us all too soon December 21, 2016. He loved the outdoors and anything to do with it. He loved all seasons and was an avid fisher and hunter. He never met a stranger. Camping, Thanksgiving, and Christmas was his favorite time. He enjoyed teaching the younger kids how to catch, clean and cook fish, if they were interested he would teach them how to prepare other wild food. He enjoyed teasing his sisters whenever the chance came around and hanging out with his friends. Allen always kept the freezer full of meat, and the woodpile full, he wasn’t afraid of hard work, and always dropped everything to help someone in need, and didn’t ask for anything in return. Allen had a dog named Baby girl that he took hunting with him all the time. There is not a day that goes by that we don’t think of him, all we have to do is look outside and see him. We love you and miss you Allen.