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Title: Girl, 3, killed by falling debris
Category: Misc CDN
Posted By: WDHIII
Date: 2009-08-02 07:19:18
Canadian

[Praxius]

Such is life... freaky things happen and before you know it, you're dead.

It could be a robbery, being hit by a truck in an intersection, a chunk of metal from the sky, rocket debris from Russia, or a snake coming out of your toilet while pooping and bites you in the snatch/tea bag.

Who knows, after I post this, the building might mysteriously shift, causing too much pressure on the window in front of me, causing the glass to shatter and explose in my face, shredding me beyond recognition.... then I release all my bowels and the shock of the smell and sight might make my co-worker freakout, puke and as he goes to get help, slips on his own vomit and fall back, cracking his head on the computer desk and killing himself, while just barely catching the keyboard, sending it flying through the doorway and towards another co-worker who just so happens to be walking by at that time and decapitates them.

Now... let's see what happens.... *posts*

[Praxius]

.... Nope, everything is still the same.... such is life... unpredictable

[Brenda]

Yeah, shit happens, right? [/sarcasm]
Until it is your own child... I can't imagine...

[martin14]

Praxius Praxius:

.... Nope, everything is still the same.... such is life... unpredictable

awww, thats too bad....

for the rest of us

better luck next time

[PublicAnimalNo9]

I had a friend back in Cambridge ON that just had no luck. He was a Newfie that ended up there because he went to the wrong Woodstock for the concert(his words). Years ago he was on a ladder doing some work on his house when some kids accidentally bumped into the ladder and knocked it and him down. He messed up his back and broke his hip. A few years later, he was coming out of a bar when part of their sign fell on him. Shit happens. It's just sadder when someone dies. And it's always worse when it's a young person.

[Choban]

This poor family, 3 years old is too young. My wife was downtown near where this happened about 1/2 an hour before with my 10 year old son, I shudder to think it could have been them.
Praxius is correct though, you never know when some freak accident (or someones intentional actions) will claim a life, live each day to the fullest, tell your family you love them at every opportunity and keep your good friends close, I've lost too many people in my life not to live by these words.

[Praxius]

Brenda Brenda:

Yeah, shit happens, right? [/sarcasm]
Until it is your own child... I can't imagine...

Well I've already accepted years ago that I and everyone else around me, regardless of attachments can and will go at anytime for whatever reason. I've already cheated death.... um..... *counts* 6-8 times that I'm aware of.

I have had school mates die, friends die, family die, frig, everybody dies, it's a part of life.... and picturing having my own child die someday somehow.... well... that's just the reality of life that it may happen.

One can only do so much, but sometimes things are going to happen beyond your control.

One can always do the hindsight 20/20 thing and second guess what they could have done, what they could have avoided, what they could have said.... but beating yourself up over such things isn't going to change the fact that they're dead.

Case in point would have been my ex's mother who was struck and killed by an 80 year old driver in a pickup truck exactly one week before christmas less then one block away from her home... on her way home to safety.

Another case would be when my gandmother died and everybody in the family wanted her left on life support after her last stroke, which she never wanted and wanted to die naturally, which is why she never told anybody in the family she was having a stroke for a week. Due to their religious beliefs, they figured taking her off life support would be the same as assisted suicide (when in reality it would have been allowing nature to take it's course)

I knew what she wanted, I could see it in her eyes, while she couldn't speak with the breathing tube and crap shoved down her throat... nobody gave her anything to write with to express herself and every time she wanted attention, everybody would tell her just to lie and relax, goto sleep, etc.

I could have voiced myself and do what I felt was right, but I too was filled with guilt on what that'd do for my father and my grandfather, along with the rest of the family who didn't want to see her go.

Hindsight 20/20, I may have done things differently, but I didn't, and that's the reality of it..... life goes on, and sometimes life sucks, but one thing that is always constant is death and it doesn't have to be a bad thing all the time.

So long as people learn from their past actions and try to prevent or improve things for the future based on those experiences, that's all one can do and that death wasn't a waste.

But everybody has their own views on the subject.

[Praxius]

martin14 martin14:

Praxius Praxius:

.... Nope, everything is still the same.... such is life... unpredictable

awww, thats too bad....

for the rest of us

better luck next time

I'll keep you posted

[Praxius]

Choban Choban:

This poor family, 3 years old is too young. My wife was downtown near where this happened about 1/2 an hour before with my 10 year old son, I shudder to think it could have been them.
Praxius is correct though, you never know when some freak accident (or someones intentional actions) will claim a life, live each day to the fullest, tell your family you love them at every opportunity and keep your good friends close, I've lost too many people in my life not to live by these words.

Well I agree, and my original post wasn't to jab at the girls death as something funny.... but sometimes the odds of freaky things happening that kill someone just reach zero and there's no escape.

For me, I've been the paul bearer for 5 funerals in 3 years, all for people I knew.... eventually you just gotta figure out a way to cope with it all. (mind you, i've been a paul bearer for a lot more funerals then that, but those three years seemed to be a very unusual situation) And i'm still not 30 years old yet. I think the earliest time I was a paul bearer was when I was 12 or 13.

My mother's in the medical field and my father was in the military... so all my life I've been exposed to death and all that it brings.

For me, it's laughter and jokes.... sobbing around and being all depressed does nothing good for anybody. Remember the good times, remember the impact they have had in your life, tell stories of the crazy things you've done together.... crack jokes... laugh.

Hell when I die, I'd only expect the same, and I sure hope people crack plenty of jokes about me and my life too, even at my expense.

Of course if they go too far, then I'll just haunt their ass, so it's all good.

[PublicAnimalNo9]

I had a couple of jobs in my earlier days at a funeral home and a cemetery. We dealt with death on an almost daily basis. It never bothered us until it was a young child. You could almost feel it when one was brought in.
Certainly shit does happen, but when it's a young child, even the professionals can't help but shed a tear and wonder why.

[Choban]

PublicAnimalNo9 PublicAnimalNo9:

I had a couple of jobs in my earlier days at a funeral home and a cemetery. We dealt with death on an almost daily basis. It never bothered us until it was a young child. You could almost feel it when one was brought in.
Certainly shit does happen, but when it's a young child, even the professionals can't help but shed a tear and wonder why.

With children is definatly when it hits home the most for anyone that deals with death.
I've a few friends in the Calgary Fire Dept and a couple of EMS as well, they have a very warped sence of humor and laugh at death everyday, I've seen them all at one point (and they are all big tough guys) brought to tears due to children dying.
My grandfather was a firefighter with the Winnipeg fire dept. for 10 years. One day he pulled a 5 year old little boy out of a house, this boy had burns on 100% of his body and died on the way to the hosital, my grandfather was in the ambulance with him as his family could not be located at the time. the next day my Grandfather quit firefighting and to the day he died never forgot this child (visited his grave every year)