Anthony C. Lamb

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Anthony C. Lamb

Birth
Las Vegas, Clark County, Nevada, USA
Death
25 Jan 2006 (aged 1)
Lake Butler, Union County, Florida, USA
Burial
Lake Butler, Union County, Florida, USA Add to Map
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Nicki Mann - 15 YEARS OLD

Elizabeth Mann - 15 YEARS OLD

Johnny Mann - 13 YEARS OLD

Heaven Mann - 3 YEARS OLD

Ashley Kenn - 13 YEARS OLD

Miranda Finn - 8 or 9 YEARS OLD

Anthony was 21 months old
Barbara and Terry Mann were supposed to complete their adoption of a 21-month-old Anthony on Thursday. Instead, they were planning funerals for him and six young relatives — all killed in a fiery car wreck.
The accident Wednesday cast a pall over this small town of about 2,000 people in northern Florida. After hearing of the accident, Barbara Mann's grief-stricken father, William Edwin Scott, suffered a heart attack and died.
These children were killed in a tragic auto accident when an 18 wheeler carrying bottled water, crashed into the rear of their vehicle that was behind a school bus unloading other children in Lake Butler, Florida.
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I want to say thank you to Sandy for sponsoring Anthony's site and for all the info & help she has given me to make these children's site accurate.
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I cannot even begin to fathom the depth of loss experienced by the families and the community in Lake Butler, Florida, particularly the sorrow that Terry and Barbara Mann must have felt after losing so much in a single, devastating moment. The children whose lives were claimed by that tragic accident were full of promise, laughter, and love, with each life a unique constellation of dreams and hopes for the future. Among them was Anthony C. Lamb, a little boy whose life was cut short just days before his adoption into the Mann family was to be finalized.

Anthony was born on May 23, 2004, in Las Vegas, Nevada. His life, though brief, was a flicker of joy and wonder, illuminating the lives of those who were fortunate enough to know him. At 21 months old, he was at that magical age where the world is still full of wonder and every day is an exploration. Anyone who has been around a child at that age knows the almost magical quality they bring to our lives. Every stick is a treasure, every puddle an ocean, every word a discovery. With a life just beginning to unfold, Anthony was a beacon of potential, a canvas of untold futures.

Barbara and Terry Mann, who were already loving guardians to several children, were about to formally adopt Anthony. These plans were abruptly ended, and the anticipation of a loving family life for Anthony was replaced by unimaginable grief. What makes it all the more devastating is that they were already emotionally, spiritually, and every other way parents to him. Paperwork was merely a formality, a last step in legally binding what hearts had already decided.

The tragedy that unfolded that fateful day in January was an unimaginable catastrophe that affected not just the immediate families of those involved but the entire community. The magnitude of loss was so great that it reverberated through Lake Butler, leaving no one untouched. Even Barbara Mann's father, William Edwin Scott, passed away from a heart attack after hearing the news, further deepening the family's sorrow.

The emotional resonance of such a catastrophe is complex and profoundly affecting. When the soft-spoken superintendent of the Union County School District, Carlton Faulk, passes by the roadside memorial erected in memory of the children lost, he still gets goosebumps. He notes that time hasn't made the experience any less poignant. And why would it? Time may heal some wounds, but it doesn't erase memory. The community's collective consciousness has been scarred, and while they may move forward, it's unlikely they will ever fully move on.

In a tight-knit community like Lake Butler, where children often spend their entire educational journey together, the accident's impact was deeply personal. From teachers who held children's hands at the scene to family members who had just shared a meal with them, everyone felt the loss. Even Sheriff Jerry Whitehead, whose daughter ate lunch with one of the victims, Nikki Mann, the day of the crash, remarked that the accident was the most traumatic incident the community had ever experienced.

However, in the face of overwhelming tragedy, there is evidence of resilience and of community members banding together, not just in grief but in a concerted effort to make meaning out of the meaningless. Marcie Tucker, a sixth-grade science teacher, decided to go on a missionary trip, reassessing her life's purpose after experiencing firsthand the fragility of life. Scott Fisher, minister of the Lake Butler Church of Christ, saw a renewed vigor in spiritual lives among the community members.

While lawsuits, investigations, and questions about what could have been done differently abound, it's essential to remember that at the heart of all this are families who have lost their children—real people who are going through what can only be described as a living nightmare. For Terry and Barbara Mann, the loss of four children and two nieces, and almost-son Anthony Lamb, is unimaginable, but reports suggest they are holding up as well as could be expected, attending church and leaning on their community.

We remember Anthony C. Lamb, a child of 21 months, who should be here today. We remember his innocence, his potential, and the joy he would have brought to his almost-formalized family. We remember that he deserved a life full of love, laughter, and the opportunity to grow up. Even though Anthony was young, his life had meaning, and he touched the lives of those around him in ways that will continue to be felt.

Though words can never replace what has been lost, it is our hope that by remembering Anthony and the other children, we can honor their brief yet impactful lives. Their memories become stories told, candles lit, and prayers whispered, in the hopes that their spirits find peace, and that their families, however slowly, find solace.

So, we say not goodbye, but till we meet again, young Anthony. Your life was a brief, beautiful flicker in the infinite tapestry of existence. May you rest in peace, and may your memory be a blessing to all who knew you.

Written by: Alan Owen
Nicki Mann - 15 YEARS OLD

Elizabeth Mann - 15 YEARS OLD

Johnny Mann - 13 YEARS OLD

Heaven Mann - 3 YEARS OLD

Ashley Kenn - 13 YEARS OLD

Miranda Finn - 8 or 9 YEARS OLD

Anthony was 21 months old
Barbara and Terry Mann were supposed to complete their adoption of a 21-month-old Anthony on Thursday. Instead, they were planning funerals for him and six young relatives — all killed in a fiery car wreck.
The accident Wednesday cast a pall over this small town of about 2,000 people in northern Florida. After hearing of the accident, Barbara Mann's grief-stricken father, William Edwin Scott, suffered a heart attack and died.
These children were killed in a tragic auto accident when an 18 wheeler carrying bottled water, crashed into the rear of their vehicle that was behind a school bus unloading other children in Lake Butler, Florida.
****************************************
I want to say thank you to Sandy for sponsoring Anthony's site and for all the info & help she has given me to make these children's site accurate.
_____________________________________________
I cannot even begin to fathom the depth of loss experienced by the families and the community in Lake Butler, Florida, particularly the sorrow that Terry and Barbara Mann must have felt after losing so much in a single, devastating moment. The children whose lives were claimed by that tragic accident were full of promise, laughter, and love, with each life a unique constellation of dreams and hopes for the future. Among them was Anthony C. Lamb, a little boy whose life was cut short just days before his adoption into the Mann family was to be finalized.

Anthony was born on May 23, 2004, in Las Vegas, Nevada. His life, though brief, was a flicker of joy and wonder, illuminating the lives of those who were fortunate enough to know him. At 21 months old, he was at that magical age where the world is still full of wonder and every day is an exploration. Anyone who has been around a child at that age knows the almost magical quality they bring to our lives. Every stick is a treasure, every puddle an ocean, every word a discovery. With a life just beginning to unfold, Anthony was a beacon of potential, a canvas of untold futures.

Barbara and Terry Mann, who were already loving guardians to several children, were about to formally adopt Anthony. These plans were abruptly ended, and the anticipation of a loving family life for Anthony was replaced by unimaginable grief. What makes it all the more devastating is that they were already emotionally, spiritually, and every other way parents to him. Paperwork was merely a formality, a last step in legally binding what hearts had already decided.

The tragedy that unfolded that fateful day in January was an unimaginable catastrophe that affected not just the immediate families of those involved but the entire community. The magnitude of loss was so great that it reverberated through Lake Butler, leaving no one untouched. Even Barbara Mann's father, William Edwin Scott, passed away from a heart attack after hearing the news, further deepening the family's sorrow.

The emotional resonance of such a catastrophe is complex and profoundly affecting. When the soft-spoken superintendent of the Union County School District, Carlton Faulk, passes by the roadside memorial erected in memory of the children lost, he still gets goosebumps. He notes that time hasn't made the experience any less poignant. And why would it? Time may heal some wounds, but it doesn't erase memory. The community's collective consciousness has been scarred, and while they may move forward, it's unlikely they will ever fully move on.

In a tight-knit community like Lake Butler, where children often spend their entire educational journey together, the accident's impact was deeply personal. From teachers who held children's hands at the scene to family members who had just shared a meal with them, everyone felt the loss. Even Sheriff Jerry Whitehead, whose daughter ate lunch with one of the victims, Nikki Mann, the day of the crash, remarked that the accident was the most traumatic incident the community had ever experienced.

However, in the face of overwhelming tragedy, there is evidence of resilience and of community members banding together, not just in grief but in a concerted effort to make meaning out of the meaningless. Marcie Tucker, a sixth-grade science teacher, decided to go on a missionary trip, reassessing her life's purpose after experiencing firsthand the fragility of life. Scott Fisher, minister of the Lake Butler Church of Christ, saw a renewed vigor in spiritual lives among the community members.

While lawsuits, investigations, and questions about what could have been done differently abound, it's essential to remember that at the heart of all this are families who have lost their children—real people who are going through what can only be described as a living nightmare. For Terry and Barbara Mann, the loss of four children and two nieces, and almost-son Anthony Lamb, is unimaginable, but reports suggest they are holding up as well as could be expected, attending church and leaning on their community.

We remember Anthony C. Lamb, a child of 21 months, who should be here today. We remember his innocence, his potential, and the joy he would have brought to his almost-formalized family. We remember that he deserved a life full of love, laughter, and the opportunity to grow up. Even though Anthony was young, his life had meaning, and he touched the lives of those around him in ways that will continue to be felt.

Though words can never replace what has been lost, it is our hope that by remembering Anthony and the other children, we can honor their brief yet impactful lives. Their memories become stories told, candles lit, and prayers whispered, in the hopes that their spirits find peace, and that their families, however slowly, find solace.

So, we say not goodbye, but till we meet again, young Anthony. Your life was a brief, beautiful flicker in the infinite tapestry of existence. May you rest in peace, and may your memory be a blessing to all who knew you.

Written by: Alan Owen