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 Brett Lee England, 31, of Columbia, S.C. died Jan. 19, 2003.
He was born Aug. 1, 1971 in Marshalltown, Iowa, the son of Thomas and Kerry England. He was a 1990 graduate of Wadsworth High School and graduated from University of Akron in 1993.
Survivors include parents, Thomas and Kerry England of Columbia, S.C.; brothers, Brady and wife, Kristen of Copley, Ohio, and Bryce of Columbia, S.C.; paternal grand mother, Dorothy England of Red Oak, Iowa; maternal grandparents, Clark and Geraldine Underwood of Shenandoah, Iowa.
Our deepest sympathies to the England family.
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Eric Keeneth
I really loved Brett. It's amazing what we get, and what we get taken away from us. Brett was such a good friend through all the hard times when I was in the Marines and it wasn't easy being gov't property for 4 years! We'd drive around Wadsworth and just talk about things - and we'd drink a lot of Dr. Pepper. Brett was always there to listen and was a good sounding board. Before Brett passed, we talked about pheasant hunting and I was optimistic about hanging out with him again. It's too bad that didn't happen but at least I got to tell him what a great friend he was a couple of months before he passed.Jason Simmons
Great message Eric. Brett was a great guy that loved to laugh and have fun. I remember his funeral as if it was yesterday. It was about 20 below that day, and he was buried next to family in a beautiful cemetary in Red Oak, Iowa. It was tough seeing his brothers that day because I could only imagine their pain. Anyhow, we still talk about him to this day and remember the good times... Wadsworth High and CollegeJames Taggart
Brett was one of my closest friends and one of the first people I would call while on leave from the USMC. We remained close after I got out and started college at Akron U. We spent untold hours together talking about life, our desires for the future, reminiscing about our shared past at WHS, and just living for the moment. To this day I continue to think of him and never fail to smile. Pictures flit through my mind of incessant euchre games, trivia battles at East Side Mario's shifting to darts and beers in various Akron dives and our numerous road trips to sports, concerts and the like. Sadly I didn't learn of Brett's passing until after returning from my graduate studies in St Louis. While I didn't have an opportunity to share my grief with those closest to him, his name comes up whenever I return to Wadsworth and get together with old friends. If how many lives you touch is a measure of a successful life then Brett was rich beyond compare. I miss you dear friend and raise my glass to toast your memory.