Tevin D. Garrett, 16 months, of Midwest City; son of Helena Garrett Scott; stepson of Vernon Scott; brother of Sharonda Garrett; attended America’s Kids.
Tevin Garrett was partial to his yellow Lion King bike, his sister’s hat, and his Snoop Doggy Dogg CD. Always on the “go-go”, said his mother Helena Garrett, he was never in such a hurry that he left without his hat. “He always had his hat,” said Helena. “It didn’t match anything. It’s his sister’s hat, and it has big flowers on it.”
His activities of choice were zooming headfirst down his plastic slide, eating chicken, and babbling to his sister Sharonda (whom Tevin called “Wanna”). Mischievous, Tevin once upended a display of plastic bowls by pulling one out from the bottom; all passersby heard after the fall was a hearty “Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah” coming from beneath the pile. At home, his favorite prank was the time he stepped into his mother’s bath water fully clothed.
Recently, Tevin had been learning how to get his own watermelon Gatorade from the refrigerator. “I would pour him a cup and leave it at the bottom of the refrigerator,” said Helena. “I always knew he was in there because I could hear the refrigerator door open, and then I would hear this, ‘Ahhhh.’”
Helena, who worked across from the Murrah building in the Journal Record building, could see into Tevin’s room at the day care from her office’s break room. If she didn’t see little heads bobbing up and down, she knew it was nap time. “He loved day care,” said Helena wistfully, and looked forward each day to seeing his best friend Blake Kennedy (who also died in the bombing.
Published in the Oklahoma Today magazine, Winter 1996 issue.
Tevin Garrett was partial to his yellow Lion King bike, his sister’s hat, and his Snoop Doggy Dogg CD. Always on the “go-go”, said his mother Helena Garrett, he was never in such a hurry that he left without his hat. “He always had his hat,” said Helena. “It didn’t match anything. It’s his sister’s hat, and it has big flowers on it.”
His activities of choice were zooming headfirst down his plastic slide, eating chicken, and babbling to his sister Sharonda (whom Tevin called “Wanna”). Mischievous, Tevin once upended a display of plastic bowls by pulling one out from the bottom; all passersby heard after the fall was a hearty “Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah” coming from beneath the pile. At home, his favorite prank was the time he stepped into his mother’s bath water fully clothed.
Recently, Tevin had been learning how to get his own watermelon Gatorade from the refrigerator. “I would pour him a cup and leave it at the bottom of the refrigerator,” said Helena. “I always knew he was in there because I could hear the refrigerator door open, and then I would hear this, ‘Ahhhh.’”
Helena, who worked across from the Murrah building in the Journal Record building, could see into Tevin’s room at the day care from her office’s break room. If she didn’t see little heads bobbing up and down, she knew it was nap time. “He loved day care,” said Helena wistfully, and looked forward each day to seeing his best friend Blake Kennedy (who also died in the bombing.
Published in the Oklahoma Today magazine, Winter 1996 issue.
Tevin D. Garrett, 16 months, of Midwest City; son of Helena Garrett Scott; stepson of Vernon Scott; brother of Sharonda Garrett; attended America’s Kids.
Tevin Garrett was partial to his yellow Lion King bike, his sister’s hat, and his Snoop Doggy Dogg CD. Always on the “go-go”, said his mother Helena Garrett, he was never in such a hurry that he left without his hat. “He always had his hat,” said Helena. “It didn’t match anything. It’s his sister’s hat, and it has big flowers on it.”
His activities of choice were zooming headfirst down his plastic slide, eating chicken, and babbling to his sister Sharonda (whom Tevin called “Wanna”). Mischievous, Tevin once upended a display of plastic bowls by pulling one out from the bottom; all passersby heard after the fall was a hearty “Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah” coming from beneath the pile. At home, his favorite prank was the time he stepped into his mother’s bath water fully clothed.
Recently, Tevin had been learning how to get his own watermelon Gatorade from the refrigerator. “I would pour him a cup and leave it at the bottom of the refrigerator,” said Helena. “I always knew he was in there because I could hear the refrigerator door open, and then I would hear this, ‘Ahhhh.’”
Helena, who worked across from the Murrah building in the Journal Record building, could see into Tevin’s room at the day care from her office’s break room. If she didn’t see little heads bobbing up and down, she knew it was nap time. “He loved day care,” said Helena wistfully, and looked forward each day to seeing his best friend Blake Kennedy (who also died in the bombing.
Published in the Oklahoma Today magazine, Winter 1996 issue.
Tevin Garrett was partial to his yellow Lion King bike, his sister’s hat, and his Snoop Doggy Dogg CD. Always on the “go-go”, said his mother Helena Garrett, he was never in such a hurry that he left without his hat. “He always had his hat,” said Helena. “It didn’t match anything. It’s his sister’s hat, and it has big flowers on it.”
His activities of choice were zooming headfirst down his plastic slide, eating chicken, and babbling to his sister Sharonda (whom Tevin called “Wanna”). Mischievous, Tevin once upended a display of plastic bowls by pulling one out from the bottom; all passersby heard after the fall was a hearty “Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah” coming from beneath the pile. At home, his favorite prank was the time he stepped into his mother’s bath water fully clothed.
Recently, Tevin had been learning how to get his own watermelon Gatorade from the refrigerator. “I would pour him a cup and leave it at the bottom of the refrigerator,” said Helena. “I always knew he was in there because I could hear the refrigerator door open, and then I would hear this, ‘Ahhhh.’”
Helena, who worked across from the Murrah building in the Journal Record building, could see into Tevin’s room at the day care from her office’s break room. If she didn’t see little heads bobbing up and down, she knew it was nap time. “He loved day care,” said Helena wistfully, and looked forward each day to seeing his best friend Blake Kennedy (who also died in the bombing.
Published in the Oklahoma Today magazine, Winter 1996 issue.
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