<b><font size="4"><font color="#0000FF">Shane's Story</font></font></b>
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Ronald "Shane" Short passed
away March 10, 1995 in Newport.
He was born July 17,1972 in Tulare, California.
Mr Short was a millwright. Preceded in death by maternal grandfather,
Roy Lee Sweatt Sr, Paternal grandfather,
Homer A. Short. Survivors include one son, Colton of Newport, father,
Ronald A. Short, mother, Donna J Sweatt French,
brother, Shawn Short of Newport, Maternal grandmother, Berlene Sweatt Price
of Las Vegas, Nevada, step grandfather,
William B. Price of Las Vegas, Nevada, Paternal grandmother,
Juanita Short of Newport,
Funeral arrangements by Jackson's Funeral Homes.




This memorial website was created to remember
our dearest Ronald " Shane " Short
who was born in United States Tulare, Calif on July 17, 1972 and passed
away on March 10, 1995.
You will live forever in our memories and hearts.
Shane was the oldest of my two children, both sons, Shane and Shawn,
1 year and 1 day apart in age and so very close.
Shane loved to write poetry, stories, loved to read and never met a stranger.
He could walk into a room with
100 people present and not know any of them, yet would know them all by name
by the time he left and never forgot
their name. He was "Mr Personality" always smiling, laughing or kidding around.
Many of his friends have shared
stories about their experiences with Shane and have told me that God gave Shane
the special talent of showing
everybody they were someone special. Several of his friends talked to him
about harming themselves telling Shane
they were nobodies? Shane spent hours telling them things they were good
at or special at doing.
He was a G.A.T.E student from kindergarten all thru high school making
all A's every year.
He is loved and so missed but we know we will be together again some
special day in heaven. Love ya Son, Mom & Shawn



On March 10 1995 my oldest son, Shane
was shot and killed. We were told that it was a suicide, which I knew in
my heart wasn't so because Shane had a great belief in God and had talked
to many of his friends when they
confessed to him that they were considering it. We knew that there was an
argument between him and his girlfriend
for about 3 hours that night. A friend of my sons went to tell my other son
about the argument and that there
was a 12 gauge shotgun out that belonged to the girlfriend. The police got
behind Shawn and this friend cause
they were speeding but they didn't stop. As Shawn jumped out of the car
and ran into the kitchen entrance of the house.
A gun was fired from the living room. Shawn saw the girlfriend and Shane's
best friend run out of the living room
screaming and run outside. He ran in and threw the gun and picked Shane up
and was holding him.
They had to call out the entire police department to subdue him. There was
6 other kids there besides Shawn
and we asked for gunpowder tests but they didn't perform them. 33 days later,
the autopsy report came back
showing 000 gunpowder residue on any part of Shane's body and 000 drugs or alcohol.
The girlfriend stated that
he had cooked her a candlelit dinner, which he did and that he had ate but
there was no food in his stomach at all.
The crime lab kept my son for 6 days and their report from Little Rock was
that further investigation was needed,
0% chance of self inflicted.
The police dept got the report the same day as I did but refused to investigate
any further stating
that they had messed up and didn't do gunpowder residue tests of the other kids
that night and now it was
too late to do them. We don't believe that anyone did this on purpose,we
think there was a struggle and the
gun went off but neither one of the ones in the room will tell us anything
cause they are afraid.
I pray that 1 of them come to us and tell us what happened that night because
they are both drug users and alcoholics
now and have been ever since that night. No one has seen either straight since that night.
The girlfriend does some demonic things,calling me constantly and asking
for Shane for awhile.
Now she just calls and doesn't speak a number of times a day. She has destroyed
wreaths left by us and
Shane's son. taken every angel we put on his grave and literally terrorizes my son, Shawn.
I pray for this girl for I know that she has been known to dabble in witchcraft
in the last few years and
I pray that she accept the Lord and come to us and tell us what happened.
It took me a long time before I
could pray for her because if not for God I would have lost my mind.
I still have trouble forgiving and I fall to pieces any time I run into
her or even see her.
She took my son away from me. He was my life and this just isn't easy to
forgive, if possible at all.
I pray that I can because I want to join Shane in heaven one day. This person
just does so many cruel things,
leaving letters on his grave for us to find, stealing the angel and other
things we put on his grave.
I have problems understanding why God lets people like her live and takes
innocent young people like Shane and
others that I know from online and in person??? She steals or destroys every
flower we put on his grave.
She calls our house and asks for him. When I would fall apart, she would
laugh and hang up.
She is cruel and destructive to everyone. Yes, it kills me to see her or
even see her mom and know that
she had her daughter but because of her daughter, my son is no longer with me.
He cant have any more children or any more birthdays. He cant hug or even
meet his niece and nephew,
Brylan Shane and Breanna Shade. I question God, oh yes, I question Him daily
though I know we shouldn't.
Why God??? I needed him more than You God??? Why my Shane? Why God Why???????
My mom is 83 yrs old and she has lost 2 of my brothers in less than 3 yrs.
A year later she lost her husband??? Questions???? Oh yes, I have many questions.
Since this night, she has told others there was a struggle for the gun and it
went off, that they didnt
know if it was her or Shane's best friend who actually pulled the trigger
but there was 6 there and
none of them had gun residue tests taken of their hands. I took all the reports,
statements, autopsy report,
pictures, everything to Calif and Nevada and paid to have the authorities there
go through all.
I was told the same as I was told by the Crime Lab, that it was 000% chance
self inflicted, that also
Shane would have had to be 7'4 for the bullet to exit where it did. He
was 6'2-6'3?
His girlfriend has had affairs with over half the police force here.
I know there will be no justice for Shane's here on earth but she will stand
before God one day and
He is the one and only true ultimate Judge. This is all that gets me through
each day is knowing that one day
she will stand accountable. Since Shane was killed, a friend of theirs brought
me pictures that was taken
that night of him cooking dinner, etc,etc and he looked so happy.
She had made the statement to may that I would never see these pics and I
didn't for 6 years.
Not 1 day went by that I didn't pray for them and one day they were delivered
to my door by
someone who found them in a house that the girlfriend had rented and left them.
She went back later to get them and was furious they had been taken. I also was
brought pics of her and parties
she was at in later years showing people doing drugs, drugs in the pics,
poems she had wrote of how
everyone hated her and a sheet of paper that she wrote March 10, 1995, I
did it, now what?
I took the drug pics and some of the stolen credit cards she had and this
letter into the police and
told them this is the night my son was killed, this is a confession.
They said they would check it out and get back to me. I never heard a thing?
She continues to go to the cemetery and leave things although I call the
police each time.
She has left notes, destroyed flowers, stolen 21 angels from his grave and
even bought a special
hutch to keep these stolen angels. This person has terrorized my family
especially me and Shawn,
my only child on earth. She has told him he needs to get over it?
I wonder if her Mom would get over it if she was taken from her and put
into a grave,
to never get to see or touch her again on this earth?
This woman is pure evil and does things so cruel and demonic, I still have
difficulties that
someone could be this cruel and evil. She has destroyed flowers, wreaths,
angels, etc left on Shane's grave.
Whenever she goes out there, she will change everything on his grave, leave
a note or
something to let me know she was there although its private property as we
have the deeds to the
entire front of the cemetery bought in 1955, the year I was born so she
cant say she's at the one next to or in
front of because we own the whole front, yet she continues to go there.
This woman has been in prison about 50% of the time since the night Shane was
killed but never for his death
or her part in it. She believes she has gotten away with it but I know that
one day she will stand before
the Ultimate Trues Judge, Jesus Christ and she will be judged for her part
in my son's death.
I have been told that Shane's best friend, who was present that bight has
finally gotten his life together
and is in church and has cleaned his life up, living clean and sober. I have
been trying to locate him and see if he will finally
tell what really happened that nite.



My sweet sweet son, I will forever hold
you so close inside my heart. The love I have for you just keeps growing
and I miss you more with each passing day. Ask Jesus to please help me go
on until I join you there, my son.
I love you more than life and wish it had been me instead of you. Mom



I May Never See Tomorrow
I May Never See Tomorrow
I may never see tomorrow,
There's no guarantee,
And things that happened yesterday
Belong to history.
I can't predict the future,
I cannot change the past,
I have just the present memories
To cherish as my last.
I must use this moment wisely,
For it will pass away,
And then be lost forever
As a part of yesterday.
I must exercise compassion;
Help the fallen to their feet,
Be a friend unto the friendless,
Help to make their life complete.
The unkind things I do today,
May never be undone,
And friendships that I fail to win,
May never more be won.
I may not have another chance
On bended knees to pray,
I thank God with a humble heart
For giving me this day!
~author unknown~


July 17,1972, was the happiest day of my life.
After 78 hours of intense full blown labor pains,
Ronald " Shane " Short entered this world, 9 lbs, 9 ozs, 21 inches long.
I thought my heart would burst,
I was so proud. If he just blinked at night, I would hear him and run to his side.
I didn't know that he was only a loan for 22 yrs, 7 months, and 22 days.
March 10,1995 was the saddest day of my life. My Shane left this world for
heaven and took part of me with him.
The only thing that keeps me going is knowing that I will be with him
again one day when I leave this world.
I love and miss you Shane forever, Mom




Remembering
Go ahead and mention my child
The one that died, you know
Don't worry about hurting me further
The depth of my pain doesn't show.
Don't worry about making me cry
I'm already crying inside
Help me to heal by releasing
The tears that I try to hide.
I'm hurt when you just keep silent
Pretending it doesn't exist
I'd rather you'd mention my child
Knowing that he has been missed.
You asked me how I'm doing I say
"pretty good" or "fine"
But healing is something on-going
I feel it will take a lifetime.
By Elizabeth Dent



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