So it goes
06.19.04 (12:48 pm) [edit]
A kid I graduated with was in a cement truck accident the other day. It flipped and threw him 100 yards. He was in a coma yesterday, a hole ripped in his aorta. Now he's dead.
I'm not quite sure what to think, or feel. If I can feel anything at all. He was one of the jocks, so I didn't really know him well, but I still feel somehow numb. Like he's not really dead, just off somewhere else.
If fate does exist, and he was meant to die, was the little he did all he was ever meant to accomplish? Why would someone even live for that little? My goal of living to be 120 seems a very steep one indeed now. It almost seems selfish to live that long. I don't know anymore..
I'm not quite sure what to think, or feel. If I can feel anything at all. He was one of the jocks, so I didn't really know him well, but I still feel somehow numb. Like he's not really dead, just off somewhere else.
If fate does exist, and he was meant to die, was the little he did all he was ever meant to accomplish? Why would someone even live for that little? My goal of living to be 120 seems a very steep one indeed now. It almost seems selfish to live that long. I don't know anymore..
posted by: dahar (reply)
post date: 06.19.04 (11:04 am)
I don't know either. But I know this:
in the knowledge that we know little, we shouldn't cower nor retreat from life, nor spend too much time in pensive thought. Carpe diem...
posted by: easydan (reply)
post date: 06.19.04 (11:22 am)
i had a similar experience. when i was in grade seven i think, this kid in my class died, crushed under a bunch of snow believe it or not. not just me but almost everyone in the class had almost no reaction. sad, yeah, but still mostly numb. even now. its a weird sensation and i sympathize.
as for it being selfish to want to live a long time i don't think so. but i guess if there is fate it doesn't much matter what you want.
posted by: JolieFille (reply)
post date: 06.19.04 (11:34 am)
thnaks for both of your condolences. It's just one of those things.
posted by: Alison (reply)
post date: 06.19.04 (12:32 pm)
He was driving Mr. Stephens' truck; he works for him. Just like Josh used to. He was coming back from getting gravel for the retaining wall that they are building. The truck's brakes aren't good and he wasn't wearing a seatbelt. It's scary that it was someone I knew, but even scarier that it could have been Josh, John, David, or someone else. We all die, it's just a tragedy he had to this soon.