- R.I.P. Grandma Phyllis Rooney Jan. 21st, 1955-May 8th, 2012 (57 Y.O.)
Tuesday afternoon at 5:05 PM, you called my dad to tell him that you were on your way to my little brother’s baseball game. Ten minutes later at 5:15 PM, you were at a stop light pretty much down the street from the baseball field. A man in a Suburban with his wife in the car was speeding down Hammer Lane and “arguing” with his wife and supposedly got “caught-off-guard” by the construction going on on Hammer Lane. Since he got “caught-off-guard” he rear-ended you (while going seventy-miles-per-hour) totaling your car and the woman’s car in front of you. You may not know it, but you died instantly. The woman in front of you ran out her car and tried to comfort you. She said your eyes were closed and blood from dripping out of your mouth. When the ambulance, fire trucks, and police men got there, they had to use the jaws of life to get you out. So, it was already too late to revive you. Even though they pronounced you dead-on-the-scene, you were still rushed back to the hospital where they were able to bring back your pulse, but it was no use. You died once again in that hospital. Your husband, my grandpa, drove right passed the accident. Your car was so damaged that he didn’t even recognize it. You were the cushion between the man who hit you and the woman in front of you. You were sandwiched between two cars. Three hours later, my dad and family find out what happened. May 8th, 2012 was the worst day of the whole families life. Mother’s day was coming up, my brother’s baseball games, my twin cousins’ graduation, party, and they were going to college to play football, and so much was happening. Things just started to go good for you but you were taken away before you got to see any of it. I guess it’s true, the good ones always die young. This hole experience has taught me a valuable lesson. No matter how angry, far apart, upset, or annoyed you get with family or friends and just people you down right love, NEVER take them for granted. Always tell them that you love them and never want to lose them. Take them out to lunch or visit once or twice a week because you never know when you’ll lose somebody you love. Tomorrow is never promised and neither is today so cherish it.
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