Vacation last week seems so far away.

[somewoman]

I got back on Sunday. I was traveling for work on Monday. And late Monday afternoon I found out that a coworker's son had been hit by a car and killed while running near his home. He was 19.

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[engineerpoet]

That's horrible.

I had a co-worker who was well-liked in the office a while back.  He was with a volunteer crew cleaning trash from a rural 2-lane road near a park when he was hit and killed by someone driving a sports car (almost certainly well over the speed limit, enjoying the curves).  Just... gone.

The family sold gold ribbons for radio antennas in his memory.  The remaining knot which was all that was left after the rest wore away was still on the antenna when I sold the car.

[navilor]

About ten years ago a distant relative of mine was killed in a head on crash. The visitation that you went to was exactly how it was for me. At least half of his high school showed up, family members from multiple states were there, and there wasn't a dry eye in the house.

Patrick, his father, had the same look of ultimate defeat in his eyes. He didn't even have enough left in him to recognize any of the people that shared their condolences with him. He was there but he wasn't there.