My big brother was a great big brother. I remember that he took care of me, loved me and played with me – I was the devoted little sister. I remember we used to play with a small mouse in a pub (I had nick named the Mouse Pub) and he used to hold my net curtain up as I walked down the “aisle” to the sound of music. I was always told about how amazing he was – and a great mathematician, who could quickly work out any sum in his head. I wish I had more memories, but the next ones I have are of crying uncontrollably in the back of a car, flashes back to being in the back of an ambulance.
22nd March 1981 My Peter was hit by a car. A car doing only 30 mph. He died in hospital – I was told of a massive heart attack when his rare blood group (O-) was finally found and his body rejected it. My brother was just 6 years old. I was only 2. For years I believed that everyone would have preferred it to be me, as they talked about his greatness and I was always just told to be quiet. It was years later when my mom told me that she would have never coped without me. But I never felt that growing up, always living in his shadow. But that makes me very selfish, I know. And my poor innocent brother had had his sweet life taken – and nothing is worse than that. So whenever things are really bad I know I have to keep going, to make my life worthwhile because he did not have the chance to.
The driver of the car accident I believe was never punished by the law. It was just one of those things. I have never blamed him. He will have lived with this all of his life.He just did not look enough apparently. A mistake he will never have made again I should imagine.
But I DO get angry now. I see the car accidents waiting to happen. The mother (or father) who lets their child just run across the road without looking; the driver doing 40 mph in a 30 (who I usually catch up with at the traffic lights or through NSL; the people blocking any clear place to cross outside a school,
Why does someone have to die before people are willing to accept that their behavior is risking the lives of others?!
I’m sorry about your brother. The school run idiots really do make my blood boil, from speeding to parking on kerbs and corners to the ones that pull out without indicating or looking twice.
Sorry about your brother. My thoughts are with all your family. I’ve just popped to the shops and there was a car parked on the path~ mindless
Anyway sorry for everything .
So, so sorry to read about your brother. What a tragic loss of life. I once witnessed a fatality with a teenage girl crossing the road without looking and though I never knew her, she and those awful scenes have never left me since. Knew of several accidents amongst school peers growing up- 2 sadly fatal. Completely who your sentiments about it taking too high a price for people to wake up to using roads responsibly.
Oh Joy, I’m so sorry. I hate the fact that no matter how careful I am or how careful I teach my children to be, there are idiots out there who can harm us with their stupidity x x