Saturday, October 8, 2005

Jacob

It only gets worse I'm afraid.  I was cleaning out my bedroom trying to get organized and found a marine pin that belonged to my husbands father who we lost over ten years ago.  When I went outside my husband came up to me and said that one of his friends had just called that there had been a motorcyle accident in town.. He said it was three guys on motorcycles.  Well since none of my family owned a motorcycle I was saddened but just thought, oh that is too bad.  Then he said that his friend thought that one of the guys was Jacob Carter.  Well that is my nephew and I thought, no Jacob doesn't have a motorcycle, but no one else in town has that name.  I called my sister-in-law, my husbands sister and when she answered the phone I knew it was our Jacob.  I am still in shock and don't know any of the details yet only that he got his leg torn off and his motorcycle looked like an old junk drawer poured out after a fire.  Jacob did not live through this accident.  He was only 19 years old.  His Mom and Dad and sister Emily and brother Shaun are devistated.  His mom feels guilty because after many beggings from Jacob a month ago she co signed on the note for his motorcyle.  She feels if she had continued to say no that this would not have happened.  I don't know why it happened, but I do know that when it is your time God calls you home.  Anyone reading this please say a prayer for those who are left behind: Beverly, his mom, David, his Dad, Emily, his sister, Shaun his brother and baby Brendan who doesn't understand any of this being as he is only three years old.  They were actually planning to have a birthday party for Brendan tomorrow.  It is so sad.  I wish I knew what to do to help, but I guess there is really nothing because the only thing that would make it all better would be if this was just a bad nightmare.  I still have not told my own son, his cousin as he is living in another city and at work.  I will tell him tonight.  Thank you for taking the time to read this and your thoughts, and prayers are appreciated.

1 comment:

rjet33 said...

I am so sorry for your loss, Barbara.  I, too, lost a nephew in 1995 in an auto accident.  He was only 19 as well.  I know this pain.  Jeremy was on his way to breakfast with a friend.  They took a shortcut on a dirt road.  Jeremy's Toyota pick-up fishtailed and went up on a bank.  The truck overturned throwing Jeremy out of the truck.  The truck landed on him.  He was killed instantly.  The 10th anniversary of his death is this month.  I still miss him.  He was a great kid.  You have my deepest empathy, as I have been through it and know the pain.

Blessings!~
Susan