Darren Evan Russell
“Bai-tu–Chinese for White Rabbit”
35 Years Old

Sep 22, 1969 to April 14, 2005

Darren was one of the kindest people in the world. All he wanted to do in life was to help others and make a difference in this world. He was compassionate, honest, generous, caring, and had a great work ethic. He adored children, loved animals, and had a great sense of humor. He saw through hypocrisy and greed. He loved nature and photography. He was so excited seeing a white pelican on a lake or a blue heron nesting.

Darren had a patience for people that no one else would take time for. He spent nine years as a mentor to an abused foster child.

Darren loved attending San Diego State University. He not only graduated with a Bachelors Degree in Sociology and Recreation, but made friendships that would last a lifetime. He took graduate classes in the School of Teacher Education and was so elated when he passed the CSET. He got a TEFL (Teaching English as a Foreign Language) certificate. Darren’s happiest moments were teaching his students in China. He not only made the academics fun but taught them to sing and dance as well. He loved to travel, going to many countries with only a small backpack.

He loved antique scooters, long walks, photography, flying and fishing. He was like a brother to his two nephews, getting one his first surfboard and 20 surfing lessons.

Darren was a wonderful son to his parents but had a special bond with his mom. They shared the love of teaching, learning about other cultures, appreciating nature and many charitable causes. He will be deeply missed by all who knew him. He enriched so many lives by his kind and gentle nature.


Darren was an English teacher in China. The director of the school violated the terms of the original contract. Darren was forced to work 7 days a week, 70-80 hrs per week teaching grades 1-12 (1,200 students per week). When he became ill, he asked to work 6 days. The director held his passport illegally. She thought he would turn her into the police. She had 3 people order him out of his apartment sending him to a dangerous part of town. He was robbed of all his money. We wired money in but the bank wouldn’t release it. Our U.S. Consulate ignored our pleas to just leave him at the airport where he could be safe. He was murdered 3 days later - struck over the head and his skull split open. Our consulate said, “We’re not here to help Americans in distress. There are too many of them!” They claim he was hit by a truck but there were no broken bones, bruises or cuts. They said they would quarantine his body for 8 months unless I, his mom, signed a letter that his death was an accident and that I would not prosecute. There are letters from the U.S. stating he could not have been hit by any vehicle –let alone a commercial truck. There is a petition drive against the U.S. Consulate.

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Darren Russell