It was June 23, 2009, early in the am...maybe 2am or so. I was sound asleep. Thoughts of vacation danced in my head.
Who would be calling me at this hour. I sprung to my feet! "Hello, hello". I said half groggy.
"Is this James Pxxxxxxx mom", a stranger said.
"Yes", I replied wiping the sleep from my half closed eyes.
"I am sorry to inform you", I dropped to my knees, "there has been a horrible accident. James is dead". I dropped the phone.
Dh picked it up and handed it to me. "How did you find me", I asked.
"I dialed the number in his cell marked Mom and Dad".
The next hour was a blur. I told dh. I woke my youngest son and told him. I called my oldest, warned his wife of the news I was about to give her husband.
The phone rang again. "We need consent for organ donation. Can we record this conversation". My heart dropped out. I just found out one of my babies is gone, now you want me to give you permission to cut him up! "Yes", I said hoping to save another's life.
The next couple days were full of decissions. I couldn't walk into a funeral home. I couldn't have my last memory of my 19 year old baby be him laying in a coofin, in a cold room. Cremate him. I want him in my home...with me...with family.
There was a wrongful death lawsuit. I read depositions. I read the autopsy and accident report. The care rolled, head over heel several times. My JR went out the back window. They new this because they found part of his scalp was on the rear window.
When he arrived at the hospital in the ambulance and EMT was on top of his preforming CPR but it was to late. My baby dies on June 22nd but it is listed as the 23rd because someone at the hospital had to call it.
My baby, JR, was in the back seat of a car, without a seatbelt. He would probably be here with me today, if he was wearing a seat belt.
Pass the word..Seatbelts save lives!
He is in my dinning room, where my family always gathers.
This is my baby...
And this is in his memory...
Again...spread the word...
Seatbelts save lives.
STRAIGHT BUT NOT NARROW