And the day’s date was 12/5 but it was the end of the first week of Chemo/Radiation.
Nick had let that little white car go by him while he waited to pull out and head to LaCrosse for his last Radiation Treatment of the first week. 5 down. 20 to go.
2 miles down the road he came across that little white car again…..at a stop facing him in his lane…..still rocking from the impact. The driver of the cube van was trying to get out of the cab and was already on his cell calling 911.
Nick pulled over and ran to the car. He could tell she was already gone. He then ran over to the other driver…..”She just kept coming at me!! she just kept coming at me!!”
We went to her wake. Nick just felt the need. To tell the family how sorry he was she died. Being first on the scene really affected him.
The first thing we noticed at the wake was a heavy aroma of alcohol. Then we noticed most people walking around with drinks in their hands. One woman was obviously intoxicated. How disrespectful….was all Nick and I could think as we looked at each other.
Almost all of the photos of the memorial collage they made…..had alcohol in them. Only a few didn’t.
Not a SINGLE person came up to us to ask us how we knew her.
They all just looked at us……
We didn’t stay long. Didn’t even sign the guestbook
So when did Alcohol become acceptable at a wake??