4 June 2021

Published June 2, 2021 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Memoir
Word Count: 100


For as long as I can remember Dad took certain girls under his wing wherever he worked.  It’s not like he preyed on young women. He simply saw a need and answered the call.

I accepted them as friends and sisters. One of them still is. She introduced me to her brother. I married him.  

“Donna’s daddy passed away when she was a little girl,” said Dad.  “She says I’ve filled her dad-shaped void.”

I’ll never forget the devastating phone call in the middle of the night. A drunk driver snuffed out seventeen-year-old Donna’s life and shattered my father’s heart.

79 comments on “4 June 2021

    • Dear Penny,

      It was the first funeral I remember attending, and for it to be for someone so young. There were three other kids in the accident. A boy who also died, a girl who was never the same and the boy driving. The latter two were also my dad’s kids. It was hard to watch my father go through that. Thank you for the hugs.



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  • A sad vision of how hard life can be, I can only hope that those who leave this planet before their time, travel to a better realm. As I have known far to many family and friends and young people denied their dreams.

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    • Dear Trent,

      It was tragic. I felt sorry for the young man who was driving. Although it clearly wasn’t his fault, he was a sensitive soul who still blamed himself. He was thrown from the car and lost an ear (that was reattached). Thank you for your kind comments.



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  • Dear Rochelle,

    What a heartwrenching story. I can’t imagine how your father must have felt. I agree with you that it must have been tough for the driver too. Here in Toronto, a 16 year old lost control of a car he was driving and killed two children–a brother and sister who were playing in their driveway. The boy died first and then some time after the girl died in hospital. My heart is still breaking for their parents. To lose one child is horrendous but to lose two…

    Thanks for sharing this painful memory. Sending hugs your way.


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    • Dear Adele,

      My Dad loved his kids. It was a tough time for him. I can’t imagine losing a child at all. I can’t imagine the guilt one would have after hitting and killing a child. Thank you for hugs. Sending many more back to you.



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  • Hard to “like” this one. Drunk driving enrages me. To choose to drink and drive,
    IMO, is just as much murder as to aim and shoot a gun at a person.

    This must have been a hard one for you to write, Rochelle.

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  • Richly textured story with a series of fortunate and unfortunate events that touched your heart. My admiration goes out to your dad and my sorrow for Donna’s untimely death by a drunken driver.

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  • This is incredibly sad. But I want to add what an incredible man your dad (?) was for supporting the children like that. If you give love, you always risk pain, but it’s worth it. I think today that wouldn’t be possible any more.

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  • My dad was like that. As a kid, there were always teenagers hanging around all the way through my younger brother’s friends coming to see him. Part of it was that he would do anything for anybody. Part of it was he refused to grow up. Fortunately, nothing as heartbreaking as this ever happened. A tragic tale, Rochelle.

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  • Dear Rochelle,

    I loved how you spun this tale.
    But the last line was like a punch in the gut. Such tragedies do happen.

    You haven’t changed much – the way you looked as a kid. That impish pixie look! ❤


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