At our 20 year class reunion last weekend, many of us remembered Darla. There were pictures that Deb had, remembrances of her, and many luminaries in your memory in the Relay for Life walk that many of us participated in. Here is a little story not a lot of people know about, but will shed a little more light on her life and after. I was in the class of '89, as well as worked with her through high school at the Dairy Queen, so we had our fair share of good times. She always seemed to be smart, funloving and had a great smile.
It wasn't until that cool September night in 1989, when I saw her determination and perseverance take over, when five of us were traveling back to college from a dance. We were near Brookings when a train hit our vehicle broadside on the drivers side; Darla was driving. With the impact we took and where it was, she very well could have died right there. On the way to the hospital, I rode in the ambulance with her since I only had minor injuries. It was difficult seeing a friend like Darla in pain, but somehow she pulled through and returned to school after a stay in the hospital. A vehicle can be replaced, but a person and a friendship cannot. I was just glad she was alive.
I was shocked to hear of her passing, but after hearing and seeing many new stories of Darla's life, I know that everything happens for a reason. She fought and lived that night, and now a new life, Maiya, lives through her. She will be missed, loved and remembered by many, and Maiya, just remember the good times you had with your Mother. I know that she taught you well. We miss you Darla.