It was March 18,1998, the day before my brothers 4th birthday. My dad was driving home from work when a pick up-truck came into his lane and hit his car. My dad lost his life instantly. He was only 34 years old. The door bell rang, and now that we know what was about to come after we answered it, we wish we never did. I was asleep in my crib and my brother was watching a bible story on the VCR. The news came and we couldn't believe it. The worst of all was that the driver of the pickup truck was a 21 year old who had just gotten his license back 2 weeks prior to the accident, because he had an underage DUI. It wasn't his first either. He had gotten another one before that, and it was too for underage drinking. The saddest part of it all was that the man who killed my dad, was one of his former students.
My reason for writing this is because I want to get the message out to not Drink and Drive! It hurts not just others but yourself. You could go to prison. You lose the respect of everyone around you, even your loved ones. I loved my dad and miss him terribly. It all happened because of one mans bad decisions. So YOU can make the right ones. Don't Drink and Drive.... Just don't!
