In Memory of My Sister, Roberta M. Woodville Who was killed on July 19, 1987. I've just now began to face the fact that part of me has died. My sister. I found out the next day, and went out to the house the next day. I saw everything before it was changed or cleaned up. I had to prove to myself that this awful thing had happened. Sometime before, Danny, her husband had removed all the distributor caps from each car on the property. On the eveing of July 19, 1987 Danny had become intoxicated and started fighting with my sister, she got into her car with her daughter Angelique which had no distibutor cap and was going to go for a drive to let Danny sobor up. she was not aware that anything was missing from her car. Then Danny went into the house and got one of his guns, came back out and shot two bullets into my sisters head. One of the bullets went through her daughters leg, but no bone. praise God for that. Then Danny went back into the house to the Master Bedroom sat on the bed and put another gun in his mouth and killed himself.my niece went into the house, pushed open the master bedroom door and saw her daddy fall to the floor into a large puddle of blood.  My sister was 5 months pregnant. My biggest regret is, That I was not there to shade her from the bullets that took her from our family. And left a large empty space in my heart. I never thought in a million years that this kind of thing would ever happened in my family. I never take anything for granted anymore Writen by: Janet L. Woodville

The Grave site of Danny and Roberta and Gabrial

AAngelique, Danny and Roberta

Roberta  11th grade

My Son, Michael R. Woodville

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Janet Woodville, me

Patrick J. Madigan