posted on May, 4 2012 @ 09:47 PM
Looking back on the events after his passing is chilling: Let me recap this to the best of my recollection.
Tuesday (Fire at 1:50am but I have no idea until 12PM)
My dad knocks on my door, unusual, as I am getting ready to bring my son to school. He hands us two walki-talkies that I had bought for him 5 or 6
years ago. My son had asked for a set a few weeks ago, but my dad could not find them..until that morning.
I plug my cell phone into the car aux jack and decided to introduce my son to a new band, U2, on the way to school. He has never heard them...he's
5. We usually just listen to the radio or talk. He loves it.
On my way back home, I am listening to news radio. I hear about a house fire with no details and feel bad for the family.
My friend calls me to tell me that our friend and his family are gone, lost in the fire early that morning. Shock and grief ensues.
My son and I sitting at the computer, I am hiding my grief, and my watch beeps a strange repeating beeeeep----beeeeep-----beeeeeep-----beeeeeep,
until I push a button. I take note, and tell my inquiring son that it beeped because....5:19? Puzzled, I go through the watch settings and find
A post on Facebook by someone indicating that he had been a big U2 fan. I did not know this, as most of our relation was through club planning and
club events with him and his family for the past 5 years or so.
Check the club events schedule that was recently posted online, and discover that my deceased friend had scheduled a fun-run for the club on 5/19 but
the planning was not complete.
Messaging my friend, who is also an officer in the car club, about all of the above (less the radios I got from my dad), and the fluorescent bulb on
my desk pops and goes out at that moment.
After dropping off my son, I get home and place a phone call to the oil company to sort out a bill. The call is mysteriously re-routed to a company
called "QUEST DIAGNOSTICS". I check phone logs and the number I dialed is NOT the number that connected. In fact, underneath the oil bill, was a
bill from Quest Diagnostics. Checking the numbers on the bills versus the number connected, results in no close matches. Is he asking "What
Happened?" translation of Quest Diagnostics.
Call club president and we decide to make the first annual fun-run in honor of him and his family, every year. I take charge with the final planning
of the event, and I now realize that my deceased friend, used to supply the walkie talkies for these events (see step 1)!!... revelation complete.
Talk to deceased friend for his assurance. Mysteries have not since occurred.
It is what it is....