This past week, I went to the funeral of my cousin Andrew
Therrien (or Celebration of Life as my other cousin, his brother wanted it referred to). It's just awful what happened. It was all over the news in Southern California and my hometown of Riverside, CA. He was at an off road race and a race truck flipped and took the lives of 8 people and injured many. Surprisingly these races have few accidents like this and this was just a freak thing. Yes they were probably too close and maybe the truck was going a bit too fast with that many fans around but what's done is done and that's sort of the nature of these races. Andrew was a thrill seeker and loved life, he's been on motorcycles since he was three and had been going to these things since he was very young. What's amazing about this incident though was that it all happened so fast that nobody had time to think but Andrew instinctively threw three people out of the way before the truck got him. The Father of one of those people talked and I could just tell how much he owed not only his sons life but his own to Andrew because how different would his Monday have been had his son not been there to start his first day of 3rd grade. My heart goes out to all those who knew and loved Andrew, his father, mother & brother. I know what it's like to lose a sibling in fact my sister was the same age as Andrew, 22 when her life was taken from her. At least Andrew died doing something he loved and saving the lives of three others including his own daughter. It breaks my heart that she will never know her father (especially since he was doing his best to be a single dad) but I'm glad she'll get the stories of what a hero he was to so many and how his life changed the lives of others.
There is a new (well new for me) website I've been liking and it's called I heart Faces. (
http://www.iheartfaces.com/) They have lots of information and photo challenges and I thought I would start participating. This week is appropriate for me in that the theme is
photojournalistic. I think these photos are exactly that.
This past week, I went to the funeral of my cousin Andrew Therrien (or Celebration of Life as my other cousin, his brother wanted it referred to). It's just awful what happened. It was all over the news in Southern California and my hometown of Riverside, CA. He was at an off road race and a race truck flipped and took the lives of 8 people and injured many. Surprisingly these races have few accidents like this and this was just a freak thing. Yes they were probably too close and maybe the truck was going a bit too fast with that many fans around but what's done is done and that's sort of the nature of these races. Andrew was a thrill seeker and loved life, he's been on motorcycles since he was three and had been going to these things since he was very young. What's amazing about this incident though was that it all happened so fast that nobody had time to think but Andrew instinctively threw three people out of the way before the truck got him. The Father of one of those people talked and I could just tell how much he owed not only his sons life but his own to Andrew because how different would his Monday have been had his son not been there to start his first day of 3rd grade. My heart goes out to all those who knew and loved Andrew, his father, mother & brother. I know what it's like to lose a sibling in fact my sister was the same age as Andrew, 22 when her life was taken from her. At least Andrew died doing something he loved and saving the lives of three others including his own daughter. It breaks my heart that she will never know her father (especially since he was doing his best to be a single dad) but I'm glad she'll get the stories of what a hero he was to so many and how his life changed the lives of others.
