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Thursday, September 1, 2011
The story reminded me that I've known two people who were killed riding a motorcycle. One wasn't wearing a helmet and the head trauma was too severe. The other was a hit and run victim, and the husband of one of my best friends. Her story of how she found out was horrible in itself.
She'd gone to bed that night, knowing her husband was stopping off at one of his favorite places to unwind and spend some time with the boys. On his way down the mountain he was hit and killed. She thought it was strange when she woke the next morning and he hadn't come home. When she went to the door to see if his bike was in the driveway a card fell to her feet. The coroner tried knocking on the door during the night but when there was no answer he left his card in the door.
My friend fell apart as you can imagine. She said she knew immediately. She called the number and simply asked if her husband was deceased. They confirmed and told her what happened, apologising for leaving their card in the door. I just can't imagine someone doing that. How insensitive and detached they must be. Either that or they've never lost a loved one.
To this day they haven't found the driver of the vehicle that killed him, but they know who he is. He's been in hiding.