Why my nephew, Derick, would be driving westbound on an eastbound lane on Eisenhower Avenue, Chicago that fateful night, we may now never know.
That fatal accident claimed five lives.
An email from a cousin has this to say, "The toxicology tests were all negative: no drugs or alcohol were found. It was obvious from the huge attendance at the wake (both nights), that Derick was loved and admired by many people. He had many grieving friends from high school, college, and work (including many of his patients).
"The funeral home had to put together 3 individual chapels to accommodate the crowd which still spilled over into the hallway. There was an overflow of beautiful flower arrangements and huge wreaths."
Whatever made him drive the wrong way, well, everything we say will now be just conjectures.
What I know of Derick, aged 29, was he had been a responsible, well-bred, and pleasant kid whom his parents and his older brother, Harold, were so proud of. He was a licensed Physical Therapist and was just promoted to a new position before the tragedy happened.
Meanwhile, although we grieve his passing, we leave our cares at the feet of our Maker.
In his memory, his closest friends put up a blogsite with URL below. May I invite you to visit it?
That fatal accident claimed five lives.
An email from a cousin has this to say, "The toxicology tests were all negative: no drugs or alcohol were found. It was obvious from the huge attendance at the wake (both nights), that Derick was loved and admired by many people. He had many grieving friends from high school, college, and work (including many of his patients).
"The funeral home had to put together 3 individual chapels to accommodate the crowd which still spilled over into the hallway. There was an overflow of beautiful flower arrangements and huge wreaths."
Whatever made him drive the wrong way, well, everything we say will now be just conjectures.
What I know of Derick, aged 29, was he had been a responsible, well-bred, and pleasant kid whom his parents and his older brother, Harold, were so proud of. He was a licensed Physical Therapist and was just promoted to a new position before the tragedy happened.
Meanwhile, although we grieve his passing, we leave our cares at the feet of our Maker.
In his memory, his closest friends put up a blogsite with URL below. May I invite you to visit it?
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