T.J.’s fatal accident was just over a week before our rain date. We weren’t able to keep that appointment. Unfortunately, it rained out and was rescheduled for September (coincidentally, on my birthday). We were supposed to do the Kenny Wallace Dirt Racing Experience and drive a Late Model on the dirt for the first time that Sunday as a birthday present for T.J. We went to Tri-City Speedway in Granite City, Illinois, for a race on Friday, June 26 th (under threatening skies, but thankfully it was rain-free). I then made my way to Illinois to celebrate T.J.’s 30th birthday weekend with him. There was no racing for us (or anyone) that day, but we did make memories that lasted a lifetime.įast-forward to two summers ago, I was in Kentucky to meet my newborn twin grandsons at my younger son’s home. We were all directed to the barn just outside the third and fourth turn, and we stayed close to the Civil Defense volunteers with the radios (to know which way to run) as the tornado passed and the torrential rain followed. Unfortunately, as we were sitting in the stands at Kokomo, tornado sirens went off in the middle of the celebration of life ceremony before the races. The planning meant I’d have to drive from Georgia to Western Illinois to Northern Indiana and back the same route, but it would be worth it to get to spend time together T.J., with lots of truck time….and racing to boot. For example, in August of 2016, we had planned to attend Bryan Clauson’s celebration of life and race at Kokomo Speedway in Kokomo, Indiana. When it came to racing, and the weather, T.J. Hammering my thoughts into a keyboard has become one of my ways of processing grief, and that led me here to share some of them in the hope that my perspective may benefit others. Suddenly losing my son in 2020 rocked my reality in ways I never could have imagined. I thought I had a pretty good handle on processing grief after losing my mom in 2003. My job is to lead a small team taking theoretical repair schemes and making them reality. I’m a machinist, tooling designer and occasional interpreter between mechanics and engineers.
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Next session, I read 60 pages, then another 30, then 16… then I had a free day and read the last 183 pages in one sitting. The first time I picked it up, I read 30 pages before I had to force myself to bed (stupid adult responsibilities like work). It’s a fast read.) This is a very difficult book to put down. I could have stayed up all night and read this book (and finished it, if I wanted to. By the time I was done with chapter one, I was sucked in.
I knew it was a different storyline than any other books of his I’ve read, set apart somewhere else in the timeline of the Siglerverse.
I came into reading Alive with no real idea what to expect of it.
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