About Us
Our tragic day put fro you to read. I hope after you read through this site that we have your support to help make a change for no other family have to go though what we continue to everyday.
Who We Are |
We were a everyday family that had a routine of work and school. My husband worked and a carpet mill and I worked at tow different nursing home. Our oldest married and in the military locally. Our daughter in college six hours away. Josef the first to go to Ashworth Middle School due to the change in district lines. He was our center for no matter what the future held we would always be connected by him.
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Our Story
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From the mother's point of view:
It was like any other day I was at work and had finished my first med pass. My friend/coworker were headed outside to go on break. I had pulled my cellphone out of my bag and walking to her car when it began to vibrate in my hand. I saw it was my niece calling who never really calls. Instead it was my sister in law. She later said she knew I had no idea what was going on with way I answered the phone. She told me JoJo was hit by a car and I needed to get home. I turned around running inside threw the keys to my cart and ran to my car screaming and crying I couldn't think my baby was hurt and I needed to be there with him. I turned on my hazard lights and drove down the interstate as fast as my car would go. to the hospital. I called my husband asking where Jojo was and crying running through the ER looking everywhere with staff members right behind me. I couldn't breath my husband wouldn't say nothing other I am on my way. The nurse took the phone from me and guide me outside the ambulance bay area. What felt like years was only minutes when my oldest son and husband had pulled up with my niece right behind them. One look at my husband I knew he was gone. My legs buckled and my breathing was out of control as officers, family and other came towards me. I remember bit and piece of the rest of that day. I had been taken into the ER and given medication by IV. I still walked from the hospital to the site afraid that my no one would stop if I got into the car. The only part I remember is his blood stained the road. I had to call my daughter's boyfriend and tell him what had happened and to get her home asap. I ended up having to call her half way home due to the local paper posting information online of his death. Knowing that it would be getting around with facebook next I told her about the death of her baby brother before she heard it from someone else. The paper even allowed for people to commit on my families tragic death of loved one. Now I had question of how this could of happened especially after being told who ran him over and that she had post a pic of her dog in the passenger seat to facebook but when we looked she had taken her Facebook down reopened it without my friends on it and private. I went and viewed my son and I looked him over from head to toe. The nurse in me wanted to know if he felt pain, wanted to know how my so is dead. My son did not look like himself his head crushed to one side blood coming out of his ears and eyes. The black marks to his face, neck, arm, and back. Nothing else no marks to his legs or his hips. There was all kinds of stories going around but the one I knew for sure is you can not run out in front of a car to only have your head crushed. I was now determined to find answers. |
