Another of Life's Tragic Reminders
Do you ever think about how life can turn on a dime? Do you ever marvel at how fragile this thing called life is? If you don't, don't feel bad. I don't think many of us spend much time pondering such things, as doing so causes us to think about our own mortality, which is not a popular subject. But sometimes ... life itself forces us to take a hard look.
With the County Fair in full swing, you'll hear most people around town talking about the tractor pull, the rodeo, the night show, the demolition derby and, of course, the beer garden. The beer garden is run by the local chapter of the Jaycees every year. That, and the demolition derby, earn enough money to fund them for the whole year. Those two events are big money-makers. More people attend the demolition derby every year than they do any other event during the Fair, and the beer garden is always full. Just as it was last night.
There were a couple of guys who had imbibed a bit too much - in fact, it was a lot too much - so the Jaycee staff who were on duty in the garden told them to leave. From what I hear, it wasn't very cordial. The two who were asked to leave were none too happy about it. In fact, they were pretty angry. The staff did not think to call over any of the law enforcement officers who practically live at the fairgrounds for the duration; nor did they think to take any keys. The two men left angry, got in a pickup truck in the parking area and sped away. They got one block from the fairgrounds and tried to take a corner going way too fast. Tragically, they missed the turn, hit a pole, and flipped end-over-end, landing in a resident's yard. The driver was ejected. He was dead.
His name was Stephen Mari. His father is best friends with the neighbor directly across the street from us, and is very friendly with my husband, as well. His mother has worked for our chiropractor for years and years and, in fact, babysat our boys for us in 1988 when my father died and Tony had to pick me up at the airport in Denver when I returned to Colorado. It was during Fair time. She and Frank took the boys to the Fair to help keep them entertained during our absence. And now, their "little" boy is gone. Granted, Stephen was almost 30, but we parents know that our children are our forever "babies".
My neighbor called this morning and told me the news. I called him back this evening to find out if he and his wife had gone over to Frank and Linda's house as planned. They had. He couldn't even find the words to describe how utterly and completely devastated Frank and Linda are. My heart and soul are bleeding for them. I can't even imagine. I don't want to imagine.
My thoughts have turned to the liability in this tragic event. Should the Jaycees be held at least partly accountable for allowing two very obviously inebriated individuals to leave the Beer Garden without notifying law enforcement, or at least seeking their assistance??? Bars are regulated with regard to such things; wouldn't they be held to the same standard? I don't know. If not, they should be. That place is ALWAYS jam-packed with people! There has to be some form of responsibility, doesn't there? *sigh*
Then my anger turns to anguish when I, once again, turn my thoughts to Frank and Linda and their daughter, Stephanie. My prayers are with them, and for them. If only we could turn back the hands of time, even if for just a few hours.
Please ... NEVER drink and drive, and NEVER let anyone you know drink and drive!
Thoughts from others
Just last week our small town lost 2 young ladies- 21 and 17 yrs old, both were young mothers. (children weren't in the car with them when the wreck happened). Authorities haven't determined the cause other than hitting a tree in a convertible mustang.
My sister and I were discussing - how you do you wrap their minds around the reality that it takes one second- just one - for something 'undo-able' to happen. How do you make them understand the finality that can happen so quickly.
As parents, husbands, wives- one thought will crash through our brains 20 times a day every day for the rest of our lives- "if we could just go back to a few minutes before...."
But you can't. ....it's undo-able.
I will keep his family and yours in my prayers.
Posted by: 2withspirit
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August 13, 2005 10:55 PM
The Jaycees were probably trying to be cool and not get the young men arrested, and just asked them to leave the area.
I'm sorry the guy is dead, but it is no one's fault but his own. A tragic accident, but one that resulted from the series of decisions he made that night.
We've all had nights of making bad decisions, haven't we? I sure have. I would be horrified if something happened because of a bad decision I made, and those I left behind tried to blame other people for MY actions.
Posted by: Drunken Lagomorph
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August 13, 2005 11:28 PM
It's just that we should all be responsible for our own actions. We all know what behavior is illegal, unhealthy, or even dangerous. If we choose to do it anyway, we must hold only ourselves responsible.
I'm sorry your family friend died. :(
Posted by: Drunken Lagomorph
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August 13, 2005 11:32 PM
I know you're not being snotty. You're free to voice your opinion here anytime, my friend, you know that. :)
Posted by: Leigh
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August 13, 2005 11:44 PM
I was a bartender for 17 years. It was my duty to keep people happy and to control the crowd and their drinking. When it is busy with hundreds of people it is hard to keep track of who is drinking what and how many. When a person gets to the point of total drunkeness you have to cut them off and get them off of the premises. Yes, I agree that they should have told the police, but then I also agree that they were probably trying to keep the guy from getting arrested. Who knows.
You cannot think what-ifs. You can drive yourself crazy over what-ifs. The fact is, the guy was responsible for drinking what he drank. It is a shame he had to die over his addiction. Sometimes people die for others to see what can happen to them. I am one of the lucky ones that got sober after 20 years of hard drinking. It could have been me many times!! It is a miracle that I did not hurt or kill anyone during my selfish drinking sprees. I thank the Lord every day for my 18 years of sobriety and pray for the ones that still need to come to the halls of AA. I also pray with all my heart to the ones that tragically get killed because they drank too much. How horrible sad.
My condolences to you and his family!
Posted by: Phyllis
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August 14, 2005 2:02 PM
So SAd!!
Posted by: Mary Lou
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August 14, 2005 9:12 PM