My friend Andrew C. Flake recieved eternal life on July 15, 2007. He was born October 22, 1987. Andy wasn't that close to me, but when we were little kids, we would go up north with our families and shoot discs and targets, and we would ride the go carts my grandpa built. He had a heart of gold. Andy was the type of person you would remember him by his hugs.
His cause of death? A stupid mistake. A group of his friends were messing around at 1 in the morning. Andy and a couple of his buddies jumped on the back of a guys truck and the driver took off too fast and Andy and his other buddies flew off the back. And of course, Andy was the only one badly injured. His brain was swelling and the doctors didn't think he was going to make it through the night. My mom and dad went up to Andy's parents house every single night to be with Andy's mom, dad, and sister Amanda. And every night, my mom would cry. The next day, the swelling went down to 35% or 30% from a high 70% the day before. There were high hopes that day. My mom and dad waited for a call from Andy's dad to let us know the news...And it wasn't until later that night when we got that dreaded call. Andy died that coming day. He was in the hospital for a week. And there were incredibly high hopes for him to survive. My mom even said thaat she hoped he would have gotten better so she could kick his ass for his mistake. I guess she's going to have to wait for that one. My sister, who is on the other side of the country right now in drum corps, was told the news and cried all day and a few days after. She told me she didn't think she could perform it hurt. You see, we weren't close to Andy. But we knew him since we were little. His dad and my dad are best buddies, they met through RTI, a trucking company. This tragedy didn't hit me until the funeral yesterday. When I walked past his emerald green casket, I lost it. I realized that Andy would never look at me with that big grin on his face and give me the famous Andy Bear Hug. The last time I saw his smiling face was at my graduation party. And I didn't even get to say goodbye to him that day. I feel incredibly terrible for it too. He was incredibly smart in mechanics. He was planning on going on to Kent Career Technical Center. HYe loved helping out with his friends and family when they got into trouble.
I loved Andy. He was an angel. I know, he is in the best place of all right now. Up there with the Big Guy. I know Andy will be missed. We all miss him terribly. Even if you are an exgirlfriend, or an exfriend, or extended family. You do miss him.
I just hope, that everyone realizes how quickly your lie can end. you may think something is fun, or pulling a dangerous prank is funny, but think about this. Think about how much it will hurt those who love you if you lose your life. Or if you cause one of your friends's life. There is no turning back on these things. This is a one way track. Let God make your path. Don't steer off and make your own. I don't mean to become fully religious or something. I mean to be careful about the decisions you make. Just take a second and think about what may happen if it goes seriously wrong. I bet Andy and his friends didn't think about that, I bet they didn't think about what if they fell off the back of the SUV. What if soneone was seriously hurt? They didn't think that. But that's life. Life does take sharp and painful turns. We learn from them, we become more cautious and more grateful for what we have. Yesterday at the burial, I put my head on my mom's shoulder and she had me promise that I wouldn't put her through this. You see? No one wants to go through shit like this. I brought my girlfriend Kelsea who dated Andy for a summer a few years back. And even she cried...no...she balled her eyes out. Even though she broke up with him, she cared for him. Everyone loved him...Though there might be different definitions of it for different people.
Wherever Andy is, I know I'll see him again. I'll see his smiling face once again and I'll get the famous Andy Bear Hug.
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