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6 Months Later - A Mother of one injured child – kills herself!

"Cassie is a light for Christ, a great girl," said Craig Moon, 17, wandering through Clement Park near the site of the massacre. "Cassie was a ray of sunlight," Justin Boggus said moments later. "She was the kind of girl who was always happy, no matter what. She loved everybody. She loved God. She loved the world,"

Bernall, a junior at Columbine High School, still was missing Wednesday. Boggus feared that she was dead, but authorities still had not confirmed the names of those who were slain.

Boggus and Moon are active in the youth group at West Bowles Community Church. That is where they got to know Bernall.

They said she often studied in the school library -- it was the site of the worst violence -- during her lunch hour. "She was a good writer. She loved poetry," Boggus said.

During tense hours Tuesday afternoon, the youth group kept a running computer list of its members as they safely escaped from the school.

"The last two kids unaccounted for were me and Cassie, because I was holed up," Moon said. "I got out, and it looks like she didn't." Soon after Moon escaped, he met up with Bernall's mother outside nearby Leawood Elementary School, where hundreds of parents were being united with traumatized teens.

"Her mom came up to me every two minutes and asked if I'd seen Cassie. I told her, 'I'm sure there are a lot of people unaccounted for,"' Moon said.

But that mother's daughter never showed up Tuesday. "I'm good friends with her brother, and I saw him last night and I just bawled my eyes out," said Boggus, a student at Bear Creek High School.

Moon, like a lot of other grieving students, relies on his faith in God to support him. When the shooting started, "The first thing I did, I ran to a girl and I just started praying. They can take my life, but they can't take my God away."

Rest in Peace our Angel

Cassie Bernall's

April 26, 1999

DePooter looked up as Jones left for lunch and told Jones, "See ya later." He never did. Twenty minutes later, the school was under attack and the library was the site of a massacre. As of Wednesday afternoon, DePooter, 17, was missing and some family and friends had lost hope that he might miraculously show up. "We know he's dead," said his father, Neal. "We know. We knew at 4 o'clock yesterday."

DePooter's sister, 15-year-old Jenna, escaped from the school unharmed. The family spent most of Wednesday huddled in their split-level home less than a mile from the school, waiting for word.

Quietly, slowly, Neal DePooter described his son as an all-American boy. He stood on the front step, staring into the distance, telling the anguish of a mistaken report the previous evening that his son might be alive. A reporter called and said Corey's name was on a hospital list. "But he's not in any hospital," he said. "We checked."

A neighbor, who asked to not be named, clung to a rumor that authorities discovered a survivor. She remembered holding the infant Corey 17 years ago, when he arrived home from the hospital, and she remembered a conversation with him last month when he told her he wanted to join the Marines. He liked to fish and camp, she said, and he never caused problems in the neighborhood.

"He would be home alone on weekends with his parents gone, and there were never any parties," she said. "He's a good kid, a wonderful kid."

Classmates described DePooter the same way, saying he put his schoolwork above all else. But he had numerous outside interests, they said, including in-line skating, golf and wrestling. He quit the wrestling team after his sophomore year to focus on his academics, said Bill Greaber, a junior. Landon Jones described him as a "stunt" Rollerblader. Tim Mullan, a junior, golfed with DePooter and said he flirted with par. Walking the fairways, they talked about girls and school.

"I don't think he liked all the classes," Mullan said. "But he liked the atmosphere." At home on the golf course, DePooter worked with Landon on the Raccoon Creek maintenance crew, running the mower and raking bunkers. "He's quiet," Jones said. "He would go out of his way to be nice." Jones remembered conversations at the golf course in which they complained about the work. Then he corrected himself.

"Well, he didn't complain," Jones said. "He just laughed at the things I complained about." DePooter fit in easily with various groups of students, his classmates said. Greaber remembered him as the first person to befriend him when he arrived from Arizona two years ago. "He was the friendliest one," Greaber said.

Rest in Peace our Angel

Corey DePooter

April 27, 1999

1:30 PM

Trinity Christian Center

6500 W. Coal Mine Ave.

Muscolino said Kechter, a sophomore, was well liked, was close friends with members of the football team and worked at a pizza place. "He's a wonderful, wonderful young man. One of the best," said a neighbor who asked that her name not be used. "You couldn't have asked for a nicer child."

Neighbors frequently saw Matthew and his younger brother playing basketball in their driveway. "I understand he was a straight-A student," the neighbor said. "His parents had nothing but good words to say about him. This is just a horrible, horrible loss."

"He was a fantastic kid," said another neighbor, Carol Harding. "He had tons of friends. Everyone loved him." Dan Riecks, a sophomore, sat in front of Matthew in math class.

"He was just a nice guy. Nobody disliked him. He seemed pretty popular. He was pretty studious."

Rest in Peace our Angel

MATTHEW KECHTER

April 27, 1999

10 a.m.

St. Francis Cabrini Catholic Church

6673 W. Chatfield Ave.

Now

Together in Death

Dan, a 15-year-old sophomore at Columbine High School, was one of 12 students who were killed in a shooting Tuesday. Fair-haired and bespectacled, the boy looks out from his yearbook picture, his smiling face full of promise.

"His last two report cards, he got straight A's," Mauser said. "He was not a jock." Dan liked to play video games and was interested in current events. He was on the debate team and the cross-country squad, Mauser said. "He was just a delightful young man," said neighbor Ken Greenlaw. "It's hard to describe a young kid who was so tragically taken from us."

He grew up in the affluent tree-lined neighborhood and often could be seen playing soccer with other kids on the block.

And he was always there to help. "I had a heart attack a few years ago, and he used to come down and help me," Greenlaw said. "He used to come and rake the leaves because he knew I couldn't do it.

"We will all miss him in the neighborhood."

Rest in Peace our Angel

Daniel Mauser

April 25, 1999

Daniel Mauser

At just 16, the sophomore was slain in the school library where she often went to write. Fleming's family had moved to Colorado from Phoenix in December 1997. "We scoured the city to find a great neighborhood and a great school, somewhere where the girls would be safe," said her dad, Don Fleming.

Then a horrific act of violence destroyed the serenity of Columbine High and robbed the Flemings of their daughter. "She is probably one person who has never truly sinned. Just innocence. That's what they did. They killed innocence," Don Fleming said, his eyes full of anguish. Kelly Fleming was not an outgoing, charismatic person. She expressed herself best on paper. Often, after school, she would drift into her math teacher's office, where she would share her latest work.

"Math certainly wasn't her favorite subject," said Jud Blatchford, who taught her math last year and first semester this year. "She was more of an artsy-type person." Even so, Fleming shared her poems and stories with Blatchford.

"She was really shy. She would never read them to me," he said. Instead, she would hand over the paper and let Blatchford absorb the words himself. She often wrote about herself, about the struggles she faced. Despite her honesty about teen life, her stories and poems often had happy endings. "She was one of the kindest students I've ever had," Blatchford said.

He will serve as one of her pall bearers during her funeral Sunday at St. Frances Cabrini Catholic Church. "She was the most gentle, loving individual," said her mother, DeeDee Fleming. "She was an angel on earth."

Kelly Fleming was learning to drive and wanted to get a job at a day care center so she could save enough money to buy a Mustang or a Corvette. Fleming couldn't wait to turn 18 and go on road trips. She loved the idea of hopping into the car and heading for Phoenix, where she was raised, or San Antonio or Houston or the Napa Valley, all places she had lived.

And she loved to read, especially books about vampires. Someday, she hoped to turn her passion for writing into a career. She dreamed of getting her work published and often entered contests. The Fleming family is devastated without her. She is survived by an 18-year-old sister, Erin, her parents and scores of relatives who all rushed to town to honor her memory.

Despite the horror of this week, Don Fleming feels as safe as ever in the community he so carefully picked.

One neighbor tied a lace bow around a tree outside. Another shoveled the snowy walks early Friday morning. A steady stream of deliveries have come day after day: pizza, bagels, flowers, food trays. "We've got a great community here," he said. As Don Fleming contemplates his family's loss, he prays for the parents of the gunmen. "They'll have a tougher time getting over this than we will."

Rest in Peace our Angel

Kelly Fleming

April 25, 1999

Kelly Fleming

Sanders, a longtime coach and teacher, put himself in the line of fire while shepherding at least 100 students to safety. "Mr. Sanders was taking bullets for people," freshman Stephanie Lohrenz said. "He was a real hero." The assailants gunned down Sanders, but not before he alerted hundreds of students to the impending melee and directed many of them to safety. He was courageous, cunning and compassionate, said teachers and students who witnessed his heroism.

They said the gunmen had chosen the perfect time and perfect spot for maximum carnage. About 10 minutes into the first lunch period, one of the gunmen walked toward the door of the cafeteria. Sanders was outside the lunchroom and could have run when he saw the arsenal. Instead, he dashed through the cafeteria door. "He ran into the cafeteria and warned everybody," English teacher Cheryl Lucas said. "We started moving because of him."

Sanders, Lucas, teachers Judy Kelly and Monette Park and two janitors hustled to get hundreds of students out of harm's way. By the time the first gunman was inside, the cafeteria was virtually empty. By just a few seconds, they had beaten the gunmen. "All the teachers there have done heroic things," Lucas said. "But he was the most responsible for saving a bunch of lives." Indeed, it wasn't until Sanders burst in and started shouting that people realized the banging and popping they were hearing was more than a senior prank. "Otherwise that boy would have come in unchallenged," Lucas said. "He conceivably could have thrown a grenade or bomb at the kids eating lunches. They would have been sitting ducks if not for Mr. Sanders."

It was a moment Kelly said she'll never forget. "His face is etched on my mind at that moment that he took charge. Dave and two janitors, Jay and John, put their lives in jeopardy for these young people." Lucas and Kelly herded about 30 students into a classroom and lost track of Sanders. They heard an alarm but were afraid it was a ploy by the gunmen, so they waited. When they saw a signal from other teachers that a quick dash was safe, they ordered the kids to run.

But students and others said that instead of racing out, Sanders ran to warn others. He was shot and stumbled into a class where a handful of kids were hiding. For more than three hours, students tried to stop bleeding from the wound to the chest. "I heard him say, 'I'm not going to make it,"' Marjorie Lindholn said. "He was saying, 'Tell my girls I love them."'

Sanders, who has two grown daughters, coached hundreds of girls. Among them is Amber Burgess, one of the state's top female athletes. Burgess was at her grandmother's funeral during the shootings at Columbine, but she spent Wednesday talking to teachers and friends, hanging out at Clement Park near the school.

Again and again, she said, people talked about Sanders' heroism.

"People said he was just amazing, just running everywhere warning people and telling the kids where to go," Burgess said. "He had opportunities to leave, but he chose not to because he wanted to make sure everyone got out." She gave much of the credit for her success to Sanders. "He was an absolutely wonderful man," she said. "Gentle hearted, just awesome, a real hero." Columbine coach and teacher Rick Bath has been one of Sanders' best friends for some 25 years. They coached basketball and softball together at Columbine for most of that time, competing against each other before then. Bath said he wasn't surprised Sanders put the students' safety before his own.

"He was very caring, more concerned about kids than getting a victory," Bath said. "He was always looking at what they were going to gain from things, rather than what he could." Bath spent hours Wednesday with Sanders' family. "Everybody is trying to get through the first stage of this, and we're not even there yet," Bath said. "This is just starting. Columbine is a good place. It just wasn't a good place yesterday."

Rest in Peace our Angel

William "Dave'' Sanders

April 26, 1999

A budding playwright, thespian, public speaker and musician, Scott touched the lives of everyone at Columbine High School who followed the arts, and now they longed to touch her back. They expressed their grief by turning her automobile into a shrine. Flowers covered the car, left where the 17-year-old Scott parked it before she went to school. By Wednesday afternoon balloons and a white teddy bear appeared.

Still incredulous that their friend could have been a victim of Tuesday's shooting rampage, people hugged the fenders, kissed the windows and huddled around the vehicle. At one point, in a spirited effort to console themselves, they began to chant, "We are ... COLUMBINE! We are ... COLUMBINE!" But when the chanting stopped, a voice sobbed, "Why did this have to happen to us?" Sarah Arzola, stood to the side, unable to face the truth and unable to tear herself away. She displayed half a necklace charm reading, "Best Friends for Life." "Rachel has the other one," she said. "We were complete opposites, but we were best friends."

She and others at Clement Park Wednesday described Scott as ambitious, goal-oriented and driven by her dreams. She appeared last month in a school production of a play called Smoke in the Room, and the performance prompted freshman Tammy Gordon to introduce herself. "I just had to tell her how good she was," Gordon said, adding that Scott made her laugh and made her cry.

Scott's love of theater inspired her to write her own play, Arzola said. "It's about a guy in the '20s who takes everything for granted and then loses it all," she said. "He's a piano player who makes up his own music. He can't read music, so he just does it from his head. That's what Rachel used to do. She couldn't read music, but she played really well, and she wrote music in her head."

Scott also produced videos, said her friends, and she dreamed of becoming a movie producer. She and Arzola created a video that chronicled last year's homecoming activities. None of her videos ever had a violent theme, said Chris Reilly, a junior in her video production class.

"She was the nicest person I ever met," he said, "a very big Christian. She was friendly with everybody, even the gangsters. It seemed that she was really nice to them. I was shocked when I heard they shot her, because she was so nice to them." Sue Arzola, Sarah's mother, said she was thankful for her daughter's friendship with Scott because Scott was such a good influence.

"She and Sarah talked about becoming youth ministers, and how they were going to write poetry," she said. Scott, who has two brothers and two sisters, was a member of the Orchard Road Christian Center, said her cousin, Sarah Scott. The cousin honored her with a poem of her own:

"Slipping away from the world today, Angel of mine, you found your way."

Rest in Peace our Angel

Rachel Scott

April 24, 1999

Rachel Scott

1:30 p.m. Saturday

Trinity Christian Center

6500 W. Coal Mine Ave. Littleton, CO

Isaiah Shoels, who dreamed of becoming a music executive, was shot in the head and killed Tuesday by two schoolmates who had boasted of targeting minority students. Shoels was the only minority among the 13 killed by the pair.

His parents, Vonda and Michael Shoels, grappled with his death Wednesday, but also with the belief that school officials had ignored their complaint that their son was being threatened by the Trench Coat Mafia. Betty Hooks, Isaiah's aunt, said Wednesday that the family believes the 18-year-old senior would still be alive had school officials investigated the complaint.

"We are angry about the whole situation," said Hooks, 44, of northeast Denver. "The school should have looked into what the children were telling them about the racism. But they chose to cover up these kinds of issues." Kay Pride, spokeswoman for the Jefferson County School District, said the complaint would not have been ignored had it gone to the principal.

Hooks said the Shoelses' 15-year-old daughter, Michelle, had delivered the complaint to a school official. She said the official told Michelle that the school had no racial problems. "We have strong beliefs and values in the school district that all people should be treated with respect," Pride said. "Harassment is not allowed. There are forceful district policies and federal and state laws that support the behavior we would like to see." Pride insisted that the violence that took Shoels' life was random. "You can take every reasonable step to make a positive environment for everyone, but sometimes human nature will defeat you," she said. "Columbine has an outstanding record on these issues. We regret the parents are concerned about the situation their daughter mentioned. We would like to address the concerns."

The Shoelses were in mourning Wednesday and had no comment.

"Isaiah's mother is taking this real hard," said Harold Berry, a lifelong friend of the family. "It's been a really tough and difficult day."

Heritage Christian Center

9495 E. Florida Ave.

The sophomore attended Foothills Bible Church and was a member of the Youth group at Riverside Baptist Church South in Parker. Last year, he and his dad, also John, went to Juarez, Mexico, with Missions Ministries to build a house for poor people.

"He was a perfect son," the father said. "He was just good. You'd ask him to wash a car, and he'd wash both cars."

The 16-year-old was among the 13 people killed Tuesday by two gunmen who had attended Columbine. "There's no sense to it," his father said, "no sense at all."

Rest in Peace our Angel

John Robert Tomlin

April 24, 1999

John Robert Tomlin

September 1, 1982 - April 20, 1999

The smiling face of a young boy shone on two large screens at the front of Foothills Bible Church, and alongside was a simple caption: John Robert Tomlin, September 1, 1982 - April 20, 1999.

Friends told stories Friday about a young man who loved Chevy trucks, country music and before his 16th birthday had already traveled to Mexico to build homes for the poor.

But before his 17th birthday, he had been killed, one of 13 people gunned down Tuesday in two students' rampage at Columbine High School.

Tomlin's memorial service Friday morning was the first in what will be a heartbreaking procession of funerals and memorial services in the coming days for the victims of the school tragedy.

More than 1,000 people defied the snowy, gray morning to fill the church and remember the Columbine High sophomore who had made his mark on friends and fellow students with everything from typical teen-age antics to a recognition of life's seriousness.

"Last summer, John made a mission to Juarez to build a house for a poor family, and that trip made an impression on him," said the Rev. Bill Oudemolen. "John recommitted his life after that trip. He said he wanted to be used by God to serve him."

His high school friends remembered more typical teen-age behavior.

Jacob Youngblood recalled meeting Tomlin on a summer job last year.

"The first thing John ever said to me was, 'Ford or Chevy?' I said 'Ford,' and immediately got on his bad side," Youngblood told mourners forced to chuckle through their tears.

"John always set an example. He worked hard and made sure the work was done and done right. He was kind and respectful and always extended his hand," Youngblood said.

Michelle Oetter, Tomlin's girlfriend, remembered his friendliness.

"He had a grin, and you couldn't help smiling when you saw him smile," she said.

"He spent so much money on gas driving back and forth to my house, but he always told me I was worth it," she said.

Oudemolen tried to bring interpretation to Tuesday's tragedy that would soothe the congregation's pain, but he admitted that "even though we know the facts, we will never be able to understand this senseless slaughter."

He had sobering words for the congregation, aiming it especially at the young.

"John Tomlin could have never imagined, nor could any of us, that it would be 16 years of life, and then the end," Oudemolen said, urging mourners to take stock of their own lives.

He cautioned the congregation not to be ruled by the same evil that spawned Tuesday's shootings.

"The events of the past four days fall into two categories: good and evil," he said. He urged the mourners not to entertain thoughts of revenge.

"Satan loves this. He wants us to be overwhelmed by the evil and the fear. He wants us to return evil for evil," Oudemolen said. "This is the message today: Do not become overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good."

Tomlin will be buried next week in his native Waterford, Wis. Visitation will be today from 9 a.m. to 8 p.m. at Drinkwine Family Mortuary, 999 W. Littleton Blvd. (Saturday - April 24, 1999)

Rest in Peace our Angel

Lauren Townsend

April 25, 1999

Lauren Townsend:

10 a.m. Monday

Foothills Bible Church

6100 S. Devinney Way, Littleton, CO

Rest in Peace our Angel

Kyle Velasquez

Kyle Velasquez

April 27, 1999

10:30 a.m.

St. James Presbyterian Church

3601 W. Belleview Ave.

Committal service, 1 p.m.,

Fort Logan National Cemetery

Rohrbough, a 15-year-old freshman, was gunned down outside Columbine High School as the killers were heading inside, spraying bullets at anyone in their path. His death was the most public of any of the slayings in Tuesday's devastating rampage. As helicopters hovered above the school, Rohrbough's body lay crumpled on the pavement in his jeans and a green shirt.

On Thursday, Foss visited Rohrbough's mother, Sue Petrone, to tell her about the final moments of her son's life. "I'm sorry I couldn't save your son. I couldn't do anything," Foss said, weeping as he and Petrone embraced and rocked. "I know if you could have done anything, you would have," Petrone said, comforting Foss as she would have soothed her son.

Foss, an 18-year-old senior, ran out of the school and saw the gunmen shooting Rohrbough in the back as he tried to escape. He was carrying a Dr Pepper and his lunch, headed to the park to eat. "He was running away. He was running for his dear life," Foss said. He didn't want to leave Rohrbough on the ground. So he went to check on him. "I said, 'Come on. Get up. But he wasn't moving."'

"I told him I loved him," Foss said. "That means so much because he didn't die alone," she answered. "You were his angel there. "The more I know, the more peace I have," she said.

Before Foss could drag Rorhbough to shelter, the gunmen aimed for him. A bullet grazed his head as he ran away. Foss apologized again, then told Petrone one more heart-wrenching detail: "When they shot him, he was yelling for his mom. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Foss did not know Rohrbough but said he was horrified that an innocent freshman would get caught in such violence. Dan Rohrbough was just a quiet, happy kid with a wry sense of humor. "He was a very loving and caring. He never hurt a soul in his life," Petrone said. Every day after school, Rohrbough worked with his father at his electronics store. He was a genius at anything having to do with home theaters and couldn't wait to get his driver's permit this September. He wanted a car that would have had a fabulous stereo system. Since he was a toddler, he loved speed. His mother laughed as she recalled having to lock the cars in the garage. As soon as Rohrbough could walk, he would fish out the car keys, toddle into the garage and try to start the cars.

His friends said he was quiet, but he had a zany sense of humor. He wore shorts in winter. He and his buddies played street hockey until their sticks broke, battled each other in Nintendo games for hours and overdosed on Orange Julius drinks while they pretended to do their homework. "Dan was a really great guy. He was loving. He was caring. He was a really, nice, awesome guy," said one of his best friends, Matt Houck, 14.

The teen-agers lived one block from each other and became close in seventh grade. Now that they were in high school, they only had an earth science class together. But they remained inseparable. They saw each other just a couple hours before Rohrbough died. Derek Pontius, 15, was Rohrbough's other best friend. Rohrbough had spent the night at Pontius' house on Saturday. Pontius was supposed to stay at Rohrbough's house Friday. The two saw each other Tuesday after first period. When the mayhem erupted, Pontius was trapped for hours in a science office. He said he kept thinking of his friends, hoping they were safe.

As the hours passed without any news, Rohrbough's family and friends began to fear the worst. They went to the school. Nothing. They went to the library. Nothing. They went home and prayed that he was at a friend's house. At 4 a.m., Wednesday, they went back to the school, hoping against hope that someone would know something. In the morning, when Sue Petrone saw the Denver Rocky Mountain News, she learned the truth. She recognized her son's body in a devastating photo. "You just know your child," Petrone said. The photo destroyed any glimmer of hope, but it also gave Petrone some comfort. She felt relieved that her son had died instantly and that he was not tortured, like some of the kids inside. "Bless his soul, he was gone before he hit the ground," Petrone said. "It's horrendous. But I'm glad, he didn't suffer.

Petrone has carried the photo with her as she grieves. She agonized Tuesday night, when his body was outside, all alone. Police later told her they covered his body with a blanket. Now, she must cherish her memories. Rohrbough usually left the house earlier than his mom. But on Tuesday, she came down early and they had some quiet time together. She made him breakfast. They talked.

Then, he pulled something out of his backpack. In the fall, when he registered for school, there had been a picture day. For months, Petrone asked her son to see the photos. For months, he forgot to bring them home from his school locker. Finally, on Tuesday, Rohrbough remembered to give the photos to his mother.

Now, that photo is the centerpiece of a shrine to him. Before Rohrbough left for school, his mother gave him a hug and a kiss and told him she loved him. "Have a good day," she said. Petrone is determined not to let anger overwhelm her. "I'm just focusing on the love that I have for my son," she said. "Love conquers evil."

She wants some good to come out of her son's death. She wants young people to change. She wants a world that is less violent. "To make such an impact on the world is a tribute to Dan's life." As she grieves, she wears two angel pins on her chest. And also, she wears a tiny, delicate blue bird, a gift Petrone's only son had given her a couple of years ago.

"He's just like a little fly-away bird."

A memorial fund has been set up for Dan Rohrbough. Contributions may be sent to: The Petrone Scholarship Fund, in care of Norwest Bank, 8500 W. Bowles Ave., Littleton, CO 80123.

Rest in Peace our Angel

Dan Rohrbough

April 26, 1999

He also had a passion for the Star Wars movies, reciting the actors' lines after multiple viewings. He collected books about the movies and reread them regularly. The new Star Wars movie is due to debut May 19, and he was anticipating it eagerly, his family said. He also enjoyed soccer, and worked part-time as a soccer referee. "He played from the time he was five, through the YMCA and later for Club Columbine, now the Rush," the family's statement said. "When he kicked the ball it was like a rocket coming at you. Other players would duck or fall to the ground if hit by the ball."

The family thanked the community for its support, saying it was especially helpful during the family's wait for news about their son. "It wasn't the news we wanted to hear, but all of the volunteers from the various agencies and the community were a wealth of support for us," they said. They added, "He was a great kid and it's hard to imagine life without him in it."

Family members were not available for further comment.

Rest in Peace our Angel

Steven Curnow

April 28, 1999

Steven Curnow

10 a.m. Wednesday

Trinity Christian Center

6500 Coal Mine Ave. Littleton, CO

Eric David Harris & Dylan Bennett Klebold - Their crime was unconceivable. The world will never understand why these boys destroyed so many lives. They too are gone. May god and the world forgive their actions and help all these souls to find the peace they need and the guidance to show them how to come home again.

At least 24 people, most students with gunshot wounds, were hospitalized, including one who remains on a ventilator after being shot in the face, chest and legs.

Swedish Medical Center (4 hospitalized)

1. Valerie Schnurr, 18, serious but stable; shrapnel wounds
2. Anna Marie Hochhalter, critical condition; gunshot wound to chest
3. Sean Graves, 15, serious but stable; shot in back; possible spinal injury
4. Richard Casaldo, 17, critical condition; shot in chest, arm and back -

1. Lisa Kreutz, 18, multiple gunshot wounds to her body; doing well.
2. Mark Kingen, 17, serious but stable condition; multiple gunshot wounds to head and neck.
3. Female, 18, fair condition with multiple gunshot wounds to lower extremities.
4. Male, 16, critical but stable condition with gunshot wounds to his face, chest and legs; is breathing on a ventilator.

Lutheran Medical Center (2 treated total, 1 released)

1. Brian Anderson, 17, treated and released; superficial chest wounds received from gunshots.
2. Nicole Nowlen, 16, gunshot wounds to abdomen; fair condition.

Littleton Adventist Hospital (10 treated total; 7 of whom released, 1 other taken via helicopter to St. Anthony Central; 2 remain hospitalized in good condition -- one male, one female; identities and other details not released)

St. Anthony Central Hospital (4 hospitalized)

The entire world sends their prayers and wishes to all the families devastated by the Columbine High School Tragedy in the most beautiful state of Colorado, city of Littleton.