In the 1980s, I lost a kind friend named Dana Bent...

In the 1980s, I lost a kind friend named Dana Bentley when an aneurysm ruptured in her head that had been there after a baseball struck her head in a high school sports game, years before. She was beloved by everyone at Valley Oak junior high. She was spirited, generous and always willing to help others. Always ring kind to the underdog even though she came from influential local wealth. I won't forget her because she really was that kind of a hometown girl that everyone liked because she treated everyone with respect, regardless of what kind of group they stuck to.