Today I went for a long walk. I walked the street where Bear died. It was a gorgeous blue clear sky day and I saw the site of the accident. I just wish I could have pictured everything. I did a lot of walking and thinking and crying.
We don’t really know a whole lot about the accident but it seams likes Bear was traveling at a high rate of speed when he clipped a car. As I said previously, he was not wearing a helmet. Some poor 18 year old boy witnessed the accident and stopped to try and help. He was covered in blood and hysterical when the police arrived. We feel so bad for this boy. I can only imagine how hard that must have been on him.
It doesn’t really matter what happened or how it happened. According to the police and paramedics Bear was basically brain dead on impact. By some miracle, God’s miracle, they were able to intubate him (open his airway) and get him to the hospital. I say this was God’s miracle because without this, he never would have been able to donate his organs. And this final gift of organ donation was so very Bear. I think this would be so much worse if we did not have that ray of sunshine. After 6 months the families that received the organs can contact our family. I hope they do, I think a few success stories would really warm our hearts.
We are planning a big party for after the funeral. Bear loved a good party. He loved good music, cold beer, and spending time with family and friends. So that is what we are going to do after the funeral. We have two tents, tables and chairs, lots of food and drinks. We have even rented a DJ.
On Saturday we will say goodbye in classic Bear style. If you are coming to the funeral, I hope you will join us afterwards. As Bear liked to say, “We are going to tear it up.”