I got a call from my sister Thursday that put a scare into me until I understood what she said over all the crying.
So what I miss understood was that my Uncle Tony died from a motorcycle crash. But what I thought my sister said was my brother Cody died from a motorcycle crash.
My first reaction was "Oh God no not Cody!" but then my step dad said my Uncle Tony, so I ask my sister again and she said it was Uncle Tony.
Though I was grateful it wasn't my brother I still lost an Uncle.
See my dad died three years ago in Miami, Florida. He was riding his motorcycle going to his bosses house to go fishing when some one pulled out in front of him. My dad had no chance to do anything. Also he wasn't wearing a helmet, and died on impact. What really mad me mad though is that the person that pulled in font of him was drunk, had no license and was an illegal immagrent. So instead of manslaughter they threw him back over the border.
My Uncle Tony( who is the second oldest. My dad was the first. There are four boys.) was driving his motorcycle and was passing a car when the driver of the car started to go into the left lane. My Uncle tried to swerve and miss the car and ran into a parked car. He also died on impact.
This really pissed me off, knowing both my dad and Uncle died from someone else stupidity and not looking where there driving. Though I know when God has your number its your time. My dad was only I think 45 and I think my Uncle was either 43 or 45 to.
Seeing two sons and two brothers died I know is hard for my Grandma, Grandpa and two Uncles.
Tho he shall rest eternity on Earth, He shall live on in Heaven.