In Memory of
Brent Thomas Peek
Brent Thomas Peek
April 20, 1981~May 9, 1998
Survivors:
Mother~Sandee Robertson
Father~James Peek
Brother~Brandon Peek
Sister~Brandee Peek
Half Brothers~Darrell & David Peek
Half Sister~Darlene Peek Willie
Grandparents~Curtis & Marie Robertson
Geraldine Brown
A Special Aunt~Robin Robertson
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Brent attended Loranger Elementary,
Loranger Middle/Jr. High
and was a Junior at Loranger High School
at the time of his death.
This was written by a friend of Brent's right after his death.
It was so touching that we had it inscribed on the back of his headstone.
A Blue-Eyed Angel
Your laughter echoes down the halls;
Your name's still written on the walls.
Your smile still shines bright and true;
We're still missing you.
But we're taking it slowly day by day,
Trying to accept that you've gone away.
Aching to believe that life goes on,
But it's hard to accept death when you don't seem to be gone.
So as the hours turn to days and life drifts slowly by,
We all know the when, where, and how; all we need is the why?
I still see you in the faces of your family and friends,
And in the eyes, especially, where her love will never end.
You were an angel truly God sent,
A blue-eyed angel by the name of Brent.
~Emily Ronquillo~
On May 8, 1998, Brent went over to a friend’s apartment in Hammond, Louisiana, to play cards. We only live about 10 miles away. Brent was one who stayed home and didn’t get on the roads a lot, but he had just signed up with the Louisiana National Guard and was going to do part of his training in the summer between his junior and senior year. So he was visiting with some friends before leaving. The boys picked him up, since Brent didn’t even have his drivers license yet. All of the boys were 18 and under.
On the way, they went to the Winn Dixie in Hammond. At this point they had an older boy with them who was an employee of Winn Dixie in Amite. The driver who was only 18 was employed at Winn Dixie in Ponchatoula. When they got to the store in Hammond, the driver and the older boy went in and the older boy purchased vodka and orange juice. No identification was checked because it was put on the minor’s charge card. They then went to the apartment and the older boy went home. They played cards for several hours. Around midnight the driver called Winn Dixie in Ponchatoula and spoke to a young man in his twenties who was working that night and was a department manager. He asked him if they came down there and gave him the money would he purchase the alcohol for them. The answer was yes. So they left and drove about 5 miles to Ponchatoula, got the alcohol and left. About 3 miles up the road he lost control of the vehicle killing Brent instantly. The other 3 boys survived. We have been in a court battle for 3 years now and for some reason justice has not been brought to where it’s needed most.
I remember sitting at the sandwich shop in our small town of Loranger, Louisiana, with Brent and a friend of mine just before he was to leave to go with the boys and giving him the same speech that I gave my children every time they walked out of the door. “Don’t be on the roads, don’t get into anything, and BE SURE AND WEAR YOUR SEATBELT.” Brent was the only one wearing his seatbelt at the time of the accident. Brent was a good baby and grew to be a wonderful young man. He was very compassionate and loved all children. He was known for his dry sense of humor and he left behind many, many friends.
To All Parents
"I’ll lend you for a little time,
a child of mine,” he said.
"For you to love the while he lives,
and mourn for when he’s dead.”
"It may be six or seven years,
or twenty-two or three
But will you, til I call him back,
take care of him for me?”
"He’ll bring his charm to gladden you
and shall his stay be brief
You’ll have his lovely memories
so solace for your grief.”
"I cannot promise he will stay
since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn.”
"I’ve looked the wide world over,
in my search for teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd life’s lanes,
I have selected you.”
"Now, will you give him all your love,
not thinking the labor in vain
Nor hate Me when I come to call
to take him back again.”
"I fancied that I heard you say,
"Dear Lord, Thy will be done
For all the joy Thy child shall bring,
the risk of grief we’ll run
We’ll shelter him with tenderness,
we’ll love him while we may
And for the happiness we’ve known,
forever grateful stay
But shall the angels call him
much sooner then we’ve planned
We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes
and try to understand.”
  
 
  
 
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Music Selection: Kenny Chesney - Who You'd Be Today
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