Learning Lessons the Hard Way

I interviewed a 20-year-old guy, a kid really, almost a year ago about being comatose for over two weeks. The year before the interview he had been in an accident that almost killed him – that was May 25, 2009.

On May 28, 2011, he was killed in what appears to be a drunk driving accident. He wasn’t wearing a seatbelt and was ejected from the vehicle.

His father is a traffic homicide officer at the local police department. The first time his son was in an accident he was torn up, he told papers. When it appeared that his son was in the clear he went on to preach on driving safety.

Now, two years later, his son is dead. He was 21.

I looked at the name this morning and knew it looked familiar. I punched in the letters in the paper’s library and there was my article from April 2010. I remember desperately looking for a story to do that day and saw the anniversary of his accident was coming up.

He was an hour late for our meeting. He was arrogant. He said before the accident he thought he was untouchable.

I guess even a near-death accident didn’t change that.

I am perplexed at how this kid could be dead almost two years to the day of a similar accident.

He had hopes and dreams. He wanted to join the Coast Guard.

When I interviewed him last year he was waiting to hear back from his doctor to clear him for working. In the meantime, he was working at Baskin Robbins scooping ice cream.

Now, he’s dead and his family has to live with the fact that he chose to get in the car with someone who was driving intoxicated.

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