A 16-year-old dies in car crash at curve

SALISBURY — Stephanie Murphy, 16, of 164 Depot Hill Road in Amenia was killed last Friday, July 31, as the result of a car accident on Route 44 in Salisbury.

 At approximately 8 p.m., Stephanie’s 1998 Volkswagon Passat was headed west toward New York. It had recently rained. She lost control of her vehicle on a curve, close to Wildcat Hollow Road. Her car went off the right side of the wet road, where it struck a large tree.

Murphy was transported by emergency personnel to Sharon Hospital, where she was pronounced dead at about 9:30 p.m.

 Stephanie was born at Sharon Hospital on Oct. 14, 1992. She recently completed her junior year at Webutuck High School.

Funeral services were held yesterday, Aug. 5, at the Valentine Funeral Home in Millerton, followed by a celebration of life in the Webutuck High School cafeteria at 7 p.m. Donations to benefit the family may be sent to 164 Depot Hill Road, Amenia NY 12501.

 Stephanie was the daughter of Jerry and Brandi-Ann Murphy and sister of Samantha. She is survived by family, friends and her dog, Punky. (A full obituary is on Page A10.)

This reporter met Tuesday with Brandi-Ann Murphy. In order to help others understand her memories of her daughter, and the kind of person Stephanie was, Murphy produced pictures of her daughter, at all ages, and suggested one look at Stephanie’s MySpace page, where Stephanie had posted quotes from John Lennon and Dr. Seuss, among others, as a representation of her beliefs.

 â€œi can make anything fun, being bored is worthless,â€� Stephanie wrote about herself. “i do what i do because it makes me happy [...]â€�

Finally, Brandi-Ann Murphy submitted a poem written by her husband, Jerry, for publication:

no bells

no whistles

no fear to the night

beyond what’s right

my baby took flight

with no lines in sight

I wish she was home

where we can hold her tight

just so you know

she kept moving forward

and never looked back

       - dad

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