Wednesday, August 22, 2012
It's been 40 years since my mother was killed in a car accident at the age of 41. I still miss her very much. I was 14 years old and just starting high school a few days later. I can still hear the state patrol telling my sister and I that she was "fatally injured." At the time all we heard was injured until I tapped the one officer on the shoulder and asked him exactly what happened and he told me she had been killed. She was going over to Fort Lewis over by Tacoma to get supplies for the NCO club at the Yakima Firing Center where she worked with her boss. They were supposed to bring back a pickup and his VW but the pickup wasn't ready. So they loaded what liquor, curtains, and other things into his VW and started driving back. Mom hade a sleeping disorder where she could fall asleep almost anywhere including standing in line at the grocery store so they assumed she was asleep and her boss, SGT. Hutt fell asleep at the wheel. They hit a concret bridge doing about 70 mph. She died instantly and Sgt. Hutt died about 15 minutes later. In the meantime two cars that were behind them stopped to help. The second car was radioing for help while the person in the first car seemed to be checking on them. Then he left. We found out later that the first car robbed both of them since they had just gotten paid and all their money was gone. This was about 4:15 pm. We were notified just after 9 pm. Daddy was in California since he drove truck at the time. Dianne, my sister, was 17 at the time. I freaked out when they told us, ran out the door with my best friend at my heels. She took me to her place for a while then walked me back home. My aunt and uncle were at the house when we got back. I will never forget the article on the front page of the paper reporting the accident. They had Mom's age wrong by a year and I was hoping it was someone else.( She actually was my step mom since my real mother died when I was 5 months old. Daddy married her when I was 3 years old.) Shortly after I moved in with my grandma and grandpa with my aunt and uncle next door with my 2 cousins. Dianne went out on her own. Daddy ended up living in a camp trailer on the property until he decided to move back to his home state of North Carolina. He was an acoholic and I really couldn't stand to be around him. I stayed with grandma for a while then moved in with my sister and brother in law until I got married just before I turned 18. I sure wish she was still alive especially when my husband died almost 30 years after we got married. I sure could have used her. My sister and I have never been close. In fact for almost 24 years we hardly seen each other. Now she and my brother in law are my bosses (as some of you may know from other blogs.) I feel she is more of a boss than a sister. I miss my mom so much.
So here's to you Mom, (Jeanne.) I love you!!! And miss you so much. I wish you could see your grandchildren, Jeanne and Mark, and your greatgrandchildren, Damian and Taylin. Love you!!!!!
I will close now. Have a good night everyone!