Duckie

Yesterday, we went to say goodbye to our good friend Duckie, Donald Broughton. Duckie was killed when his motorcycle hit an SUV head on, late Friday night/early Saturday morning. Angela Halford, who was a passenger on Duckie's bike, was also killed. They were in an unfamiliar area and got turned around, and ended up going the wrong way on the highway. He was laid to rest on Wednesday, September 3rd. Duckie was one of my husband's best friends. He left behind a 2 year old son and Angela had twin daughters. It is such a tragedy. They were both in their mid 30's.

Through dealing with Duckie's death, I have also had to almost re-live the death of my father, when I was six years old. There are many similarities between my father's car accident and Duckie's, and it has been really difficult for me to know that Duckie's son will never know his dad. It will be up to his mother, as well as Duckie's parents, to keep his memory alive for him. This is not nearly as easy as a task as one might think. Now that I am grown, I have realized that my dad's family did not talk about him often because it was just too painful. While I now understand this, it was hurtful when I was younger because I wanted to talk about him. I wanted to know every memory. Even at six years old, I really only had a handful of my own memories of him. Thankfully, my mom, my aunt and some close friends helped me to keep his memory alive in my heart and let me know what kind of person he was. His boss at the time of his death wrote me a letter about what kind of person he was. This letter is so precious to me! I have asked my husband and our friends to do the same for Duckie's son, for when he is older.

My prayers are with his family and his son's mother every day. This is the type of thing you never get over, you just keep moving forward. His mother is very young, and this is not an easy burden to carry. Not just parenting by yourself, but parenting a child without a father, keeping his memory alive, etc. I have new found respect for my mother in all of this. When my dad died, they had been divorced for not long at all, so there was still alot of love between them. My mom had also lost her father almost a year to the day before, and she was still reeling from that. Suddenly she had to raise a daughter with very few father figures in sight. She had to make sure that despite my dad's death that I was still well rounded and loved. She was also only in her late 20's when this happened. She got divorced, lost her father, and her ex-husband in less than 3 years. My mom is not perfect, but I don't think she could have done anything better than how she handled things. Between her and my grandma, I never doubted that I was loved and was the most important person in the world to them. If Duckie's family and his son's mother, can do half as good of a job as my mother did, they will be fine!

If you are interested in helping raise money to assist Duckie's family with the costs of the funeral, and to help set up a college fund for his son, please contact me at crleegrl at aol dot com. I hope you hold your loved ones tight tonight, I know I will! Duckie, you always made me feel special!