not asking for a lot am I? Is it to much to ask why you took him?
Why you took someone I love with all my
I don't understand why you
did it. I don't understand
why you took someone so young, so loved, so
amazing. Someone who truley knew how to treat someone
right. I don't understand
how someone who gave so much love and kindness to people could
just be whisked away in the blink of an eye. It wasn't his
time to go, he's not ready! No one is
Monday July 8th, 2012 my mom got a phone call. It was a
deputy calling about Walker (my cousin). My mom thought,
"Great he got himself in trouble." But no, he was in
the hospital. They couldn't get ahold of my aunt or uncle. My
mom sent me down to there house and I don't think I've
run any faster in my life. My mom contacted my aunt finally and
she headed to the hospital.
About an hour later we got a call that he had fallen from a grain
bin and was found unconous, they don't know how long he was
An hour after that we got another call. My mom came into the
kitchen shaking, he eyes were wild. "He didn't
make it Kaity." She walked over to the sink shtill
"What do you mean?" I ask, so confused.
"Walker didn't make it. He's didn't make
it.." Tears were streaming down her face now. I
jump up and hug her. "Go tell your sister."
I ran upstairs as fast as I could, "LORI!"
"What?" I had stopped in the doorway and my eyes
started to water.
"He didn't make it, Walker didn't make
it," I stutter trying to hold back the tears.
She starts sobbing uncomtrolibly and I hug her tight. She runs
down to mom after that.
I can't cry in front of people so I went out to the rabbit
area and sobbed. I could hear my mom in the kitchen sobbing as
she called family and friends to inform them.
I spent all of the next day collecting pictures for a slide show.
I had to pick up my best friend with cancer who was staying the
night. She took me out to lunch the day after that. Then I went
down to my aunt and put together the picture boards.
Today was the visitation. I lost it.
I couldn't hold it in.
Tomorrow's the funeral. I'm wearing my boots in honor of
him. I don't know if I can take it.
My cousin Walker, was a hero. At 18 years old he was a
firefighter, a pilot, an amazing friend, a great cousin, and
treated his girl right. They were so in love, him and Kendra.
They would've gotten married, we all knew it.
Today, Kendra's mom told us that when she was talking about
how nice our family is Kendra said, "I was
almost apart of that family." And just
Kendra also told me today that, "I feel like
if we just stay in here forever he'll never really go
away." She had me sobbing in seconds.
Kendra, you will always be apart of our family, you are always
welcome here, we have open arms, never be afraid to come
Also, I'd like to thank all of the firemen who did the
Coloring at is visitation, it was beautiful.
Walker, you were an amazing young man. Never forget that. You
touched so many lives and helped so many people. You are a true
hero. You are my hero. You will
never be forgotten. And no I can't say good bye, I can't
bring myself to do that, this whole week has been a dream,
nothing is real. My head is all crazy, I don't sleep, I
hardly eat, I don't respond to people, I can't function
right. I was closest to you out of all us cousins. I remember all
the rides in your truck, laughs at Christmas and thanksgiving,
all the time I pestered you and stole your hat, all the hugs I
worked hard to get, and the one and only time you told me you
loved me. Thank you for that Walker, I love you too. You're
always in my heart. Never forgotten Walker. Rest in peace.
I guess Heaven was
needing a hero like you.
Thanks to all who