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This is the letter that I wrote that was read in court on August 1, 2006 during sentencing for Joe Siwik.
Going through each day dealing with what happened is extremely difficult. I see it in my mother’s eyes every time I look at her. We have coped as much as we could to adjust to life without my dad. She has been so strong and I look up to her for it. I just wish that I could be as strong as her. She has stuck with her two jobs along with keeping her friends and a constant home life. There are times when I wonder how she does it, but I do know that she will always be there for me to come to with anything I need. She is all I have left of my family and I don’t know what I would do if I came home one day and she wasn’t there.
I don’t know what happened the other day; but something happened that made me realize even more so than before that I have the best girlfriend in the world. I thank God for bringing her into my life. Honestly don’t know what I would do without her in my life. She has been there for me through every low and high time I’ve had when I think about my dad along with two separate court dates for the man that killed my dad (soon to be a third on August 1st). My dad would have loved Stephanie, but now she can’t get to know him and it is starting to tear her up as well as me.
The other day my mother and I received a letter from him. And I’m glad that he is trying to reach out to us but nothing will bring my father back…NOTHING! Not one thing he does will ever change the fact that he drank and decided to go driving.
What’s even harder is the fact that no one I know has been through exactly what I have. Some claim to be, but they are wrong. Those who claim have had time to accept that their loved one may be leaving this plane of existence due to cancer or something along those lines. Not me, I had three days.
My whole world was flipped upside-down on March 21, 2006. My dad was taken from me. I wasn’t the only one that was affected by this either. I lost my best friend, mom her husband, my aunts and uncle lost their brother, grandma lost her son, Danny Leer (a special needs kid that just earned Eagle Scout to finish the teachings that my dad had started with him) lost his role model, and Boy Scout Troop 740 of Garden City lost THE BEST Assistant Scoutmaster they have ever had. That troop was my life when I was growing up and they lost a man that took on many responsibilities to make sure it ran smoothly. He was an Assistant Scoutmaster, treasurer, secretary, scribe, cook, quartermaster, counselor for more than 10 merit badges, and a man that every scout, young or old, could go to for help or advice when they needed it.
The world needed my dad.
I poured my heart into this letter and had everyone from my family, including myself crying in court.
More to come about court later.
Going through each day dealing with what happened is extremely difficult. I see it in my mother’s eyes every time I look at her. We have coped as much as we could to adjust to life without my dad. She has been so strong and I look up to her for it. I just wish that I could be as strong as her. She has stuck with her two jobs along with keeping her friends and a constant home life. There are times when I wonder how she does it, but I do know that she will always be there for me to come to with anything I need. She is all I have left of my family and I don’t know what I would do if I came home one day and she wasn’t there.
I don’t know what happened the other day; but something happened that made me realize even more so than before that I have the best girlfriend in the world. I thank God for bringing her into my life. Honestly don’t know what I would do without her in my life. She has been there for me through every low and high time I’ve had when I think about my dad along with two separate court dates for the man that killed my dad (soon to be a third on August 1st). My dad would have loved Stephanie, but now she can’t get to know him and it is starting to tear her up as well as me.
The other day my mother and I received a letter from him. And I’m glad that he is trying to reach out to us but nothing will bring my father back…NOTHING! Not one thing he does will ever change the fact that he drank and decided to go driving.
What’s even harder is the fact that no one I know has been through exactly what I have. Some claim to be, but they are wrong. Those who claim have had time to accept that their loved one may be leaving this plane of existence due to cancer or something along those lines. Not me, I had three days.
My whole world was flipped upside-down on March 21, 2006. My dad was taken from me. I wasn’t the only one that was affected by this either. I lost my best friend, mom her husband, my aunts and uncle lost their brother, grandma lost her son, Danny Leer (a special needs kid that just earned Eagle Scout to finish the teachings that my dad had started with him) lost his role model, and Boy Scout Troop 740 of Garden City lost THE BEST Assistant Scoutmaster they have ever had. That troop was my life when I was growing up and they lost a man that took on many responsibilities to make sure it ran smoothly. He was an Assistant Scoutmaster, treasurer, secretary, scribe, cook, quartermaster, counselor for more than 10 merit badges, and a man that every scout, young or old, could go to for help or advice when they needed it.
The world needed my dad.
I poured my heart into this letter and had everyone from my family, including myself crying in court.
More to come about court later.