Dianna M. Cool-Llorens – (2005)

Special Agent Dianna M. Cool-Llorens carried a passion for life and a spirit of love for humanity. Being of Spanish descent, Dianna traveled to Spain to study medicine and became a Doctor of Medicine and mastered the variety of Spanish dialects commonly related to geographic localities in Spain. Upon completion of her studies, Dianna returned to Ohio and began her medical career in the United States. In 2001, Dianna met Master Gunnery Sergeant Garcia of the United States Marine Corp when she enrolled in his defensive training for women class. Dianna asked Master Guns out for a date and upon his acceptance, they began what was to be a four-year relationship of mutual respect, trust, and laughter. As a survivor of breast cancer, Dianna had an outlook upon life that is rare among most human beings. Dianna looked for the joy and positive in all things that life brought to her. Dianna refused to let negativity enter her thinking, as each day was precious to her. Because of her positive outlook, and the many special gifts that she brought to the relationship, Master Guns experienced a love of a lifetime. Dianna loved art. Dianna was a painter. Dianna loved to dance. Dianna was a member of an Afro-Cuban dance troupe that traveled the East Coast in competitions. In 2003, Dianna became a Special Agent for the Federal Bureau of Investigation specializing in medical fraud. In 2004, Dianna and Master Guns started to make plans to marry, purchase Harley-Davidson motorcycles and ride together. Dianna had hopes of adopting children and start a family when Master Guns returned from active duty in 2005. Dianna’s dreams were cut short when on October 9, 2004 when she succumbed to breast cancer. In January 2005 Master Guns left for active duty in Iraq.

Agent Lile became a member of both the Veterans of Foreign Wars (VFW) and the Blue Star Mothers of America when her daughter – U.S.A.F. Staff Sergeant Jessica Rodriguez-Patten was first deployed to Saudi Arabia in “Operation Iraqi Freedom”, and continued with a second tour to Baghdad, Iraq in “Enduring Iraqi Freedom”. When SSgt Patten began to prepare for her return home from active duty, she put out a request to troops stationed in Iraq who wanted to continue to receive care packages from home to submit their names to her, which was forwarded on to Agent Lile. Friendships like the one with Master Guns’ have been the result of SSgt. Patten’s volunteerism efforts. Since that time, Master Guns and many other soldiers have purchased their first Harley-Davidson motorcycle while on active duty and are waiting to ride when they return home. Agent Lile contacted Ty Miller at San Diego Harley-Davidson requesting a couple t-shirts to be sent to the new Harley-Davison owners stationed Iraq; Ty Miller sent 83. When Master Guns learned about Agent Lile’s plans in organizing a Correctional Peace Officer Memorial Run, he asked if there could be any way that Dianna could be remembered at the event. In keeping a promise to a soldier who is dedicated to serving our community as a law enforcement agent and our country as a Marine, Dianna M. Cool-Llorens is being honored by the Correctional Peace Officers’ Memorial Run on May 20, 2006 (CPOMR). Agent Lile has received the blessing of Dianna’s family and staff at the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Although Master Guns is in Iraq, he is here with us in spirit and honored that Dianna contributions to humanity has been remembered. Return home safe Master Guns; Dianna, you are loved.

Janet Onita Foster

I am telling the story of Janet Onita Foster. My mom was always a hard worker and a person that had a heart of gold. She worked two jobs and took care of my brother and I. She also took care of my grandmother who was ill. She made sure we never went hungry and that we always had nice clothes to wear and that we kept our grades up so that we could go to college. About eleven years ago my brother was killed in a car accident. About two weeks after his death, on my moms birthday, my grandmother died. Shortly after that my mom found out that she had diabetes then breast cancer . In the past couple of years she went through several illnesses such as having both legs amputated, loosing her eyesight, having to learn how to walk with artificial limbs, and a recurrance of breast cancer. She also had liver damage from medicine that she was taking for another illness. Even through all this my mom still held her head high. She never would show her pain. It was very hard for me to watch my mother go through the pain that she did over the last couple of years. I remebered we cried together when her hair came out as a result of her cancer treatments, but through it all I can say she was a fighter.

I’m just sad that I’m telling her story instead of her. She was a great mother, a wonderful grandmother and a true friend to all that knew her. My husband, kids and the memories of my mother are what keeps me moving . Some days I don’t want to move but I can hear her saying, “Come on and get up – things could be worse” and I think about how blessed I am.

Janet Onita Foster
12/9/1950 – 3/10/2006
“You will be surely missed but never forgotten.”

Susan Eula Johnson –  (1955 – 2005)

Sue, as her family affectionately called her was blessed with 2 daughters, 3 grand-daughters, 7 sisters and 5 brothers. Susan was employed with the California Nurses Association until she began the courageous battle with her short illness, which resulted in her untimely death on December 8, 2005.

Susan was the sister that kept up with all “the goings on” with everyone, Susan knew every family members date of birth, including great great nieces and nephews. She was the planner, the listener. She loved family and getting us all together. If there was a dispute, she would help to resolve it. She had a huge heart filled with love for all of her family members but the love that she had for her nieces and nephews and those grand babies will truly be missed. There are six sisters left.

Some days for each of us are better than others. Susan taught each one of us a lot of different things from the eldest to the youngest sister but what she taught us all was how to Love hard.

Sisters…
God made us sisters,
Our hearts made us friends.
Love kept us bonded,
Through thick and through thin.
Being family Gives permanent ties,
For which we are grateful
To have been in your life.
Though our paths may lead
Down separate roads,
God gave us all each other
To help with the load.
God had a great plan,
As He always does.
Growing together
Was the best for us.
I can’t imagine
My life without you.
Sisters are for keeps
And forever true.
Susan, our dear sister we will truly miss you!