My name is James Cornwheel and I am a reporter for the New York Gazette. I am here in
Queens, New York City where the La Bella family live. My boss, the editor, John Clark assigned
me to cover the accident and a follow up family story. My personal interest in this story is, five
years ago I lost my only son in a similar automobile accident. The La Bella family consisted of
three sisters, Jean, June and Julia. Julia was the oldest sister. She was very close to her sisters
and at times over protective of them.
Julia was an achiever in school with high school grades in the "A" category. She was in the
chorus, a cheerleader for the school football team. She was a beautiful young girl and won
beauty awards in school and elsewhere. Her parents' mom, Carol and dad, Bob were proud of
her. Dad would say, "Julia! I am so excited about your achievements that I cannot thank you
enough. Please keep up your good work." She was proud to be her father's girl. He adored her.
Julia being close to her two sisters would always say, "If anyone in school hits you or teases you,
let me know. I'll stop them from bothering you. That is a promise."
Jean was the middle-aged sister she was in middle school. Jean was also a popular child in
school. She excelled in art, science and math. She was on the school newspaper staff. She was
the school queen in the homecoming games. Like Julia, Jean would say, "June! If anyone gives
you a hard time let me know and I'll beat them up. No one bothers my sisters. June was in
elementary school in the sixth and final year. She was on hall patrol and a teacher's helper. She
was good in all her classes. Her report card always read "excellent and she was on the honor
roll."
Their mom, Carol was a former teacher who retired to be a full-time mom. She was a beautiful
person always cracking jokes and being playful with her family. She would help the children
with their homework. It was her loving spirit that made the girls achievers. Carol had blonde
hair and blue eyes with dimples protruding out all around her face. She possessed an easygoing,
laughing way about her.
Dad, Bob was a chemist for a drug company. He held many college degrees and had ranked fifth
academically in his graduation class and appeared on the Dean's list. He was offered many
college scholarships. Bob was an athlete in college. He was a member of the track team he won
medals for his school. He loved to joke around with his family. He had a muscular physique, and
had brown colored hair. He had a smooth clean-looking face and boyish smile.
Jean said, "Julia and dad were close. They went many places together. Dad would take Julia to
the movies and when we were old enough to behave, we went along." Dad spent a lot of time
explaining about life to us. He was not afraid to teach us what is proper about sex, religion, and
moral decency. Dad established a set of rules for us on daily behavior and expectations. We
dared not violate them. We did not want to anger dad. We loved him dearly and did not want to
irritate dad.
Dad was a worrywart. He worried about satisfying our needs and desires. Mom considered him
a good husband and father. We agreed. Mom added, "Julia was exceptional for her age. She
refused to drink liquor or smoke cigarettes. At sixteen she did not go crazy for boys. They ran
after her. She was attractive, outgoing and loveable. We find it hard to believe that at her young
age she is gone." Mom continued in tears of anger, "Her life stamped out by a no good drunk."
Her crying made all of us feel sad and we joined her in crying.
Jean said, "My sister Julia was too young to die. We miss her and find it hard to go on with our
lives without her presence." At this point I said, " It is sad that Julia is gone, but life must go on
for you young ladies. I am certain that your sister, Julia would've wanted it to be this way."
I would like to describe the La Belle family further. Julia was the oldest at sixteen. She had a
picturesque figure. Her hair was the color of gold. She had a radiant smile with protruding
dimples. She loved to volunteer her time to help people. She did a lot of volunteerism for senior
citizens and children. She volunteered to read to both seniors in retirement homes and young
children in preschool programs. She enjoyed making people laugh.
Jean is thirteen years of age and possesses a beautiful slender built body. She is a runner on her
school track team. Jean has hair the color of strawberries, with a tinge of blonde. Her face has
freckles to match, and cheeks with protruded dimples. She is a warm-hearted person and loves to
volunteer her services to neighbors and local volunteer organizations.
June who is eleven is also slender. She has red colored hair with lots of freckles on her face and
body. She is giddy in that she is always laughing at something or someone. June excels at
spelling and has won many spelling bees for her school. She is the youngest of her family.
The family goes to church every Sunday and that includes the girls. They are devout Catholics
and the girls attend Sunday school. Carol and Bob are active members of the church. Carol is a
choir conductor and Sunday school teacher. Bob serves on the board of directors in the church.
Carol and Bob molded these three young ladies into beautiful well-disciplined children.
Carol told me about their growing up and the tragedy that took the life of Julia.
Julia was born with a heart murmur. I watched her carefully as she was maturing. At times I
admit to being too overprotective of Julia. Julia was a tomboy in her younger years. She loved to
climb fences, play softball and wrestle with the boys. She beat the guys into submission. Julia
was tough on herself.
One day a young man cut her lip and she was bleeding, she took her fist and gave him a black
eye. Julia said, "You girls follow me and I'll show you how to have fun." Jean replied, "I'm
coming! Wait for me." She would come home with her pants torn. June would say, "I don't
know if I should do it. Mommy may not like what we are doing." Julia would respond, "Don't
worry your with me and I won't let anything happen to you. I promise!"