WWTBAM Bored

There was a fatal accident in our part of town overnight. It was on a 2-lane road we travel quite often. Our sheriff's department's website recaps all fatality reports (and homicides) that it handles, so out of curiosity I looked to see who the "complainant" was. The last name was Krc. The report also noted that the complainant's father was notified.

An unusual name (no vowels). I had a fraternity brother Tom with the same last name so I looked on a few sites to see if I could verify a connection. I did through our voter registration database (it showed an Andrew Krc residing about 2 miles from the accident site, with a Thomas also listed for the same address) and Facebook (the female listed on the voter registration site for that address has a Facebook account with "friendships" to 7 or 8 of my fraternity brothers. Confirmed, this was the son of my fraternity brother. I have not kept up with him but did reach out to a few other brothers to let them know.

I cannot and hope I never do fully know the pain of losing a child.

RIP Andrew Krc

May none of us ever have that happen to us.

When Judy died, I always felt worse for her mother than I did for myself or my stepsons. Not only had she lost her husband some years before, but Judy was the second of her three children to die as adults; her older brother died of an aneurysm about 15 years before.

And Lord knows I was always on some alert when Captain Son-Of-Spiff was in a war zone. Since I was neither PNOK or SNOK*, I might not hear right off the bat if something bad happened.

It's gotta suck big time.

*Military acronym -- Primary (Secondary) Next Of Kin, the folks who get the knock on the door by the guy in uniform to give you the bad news.