I received an e-mail from my friend Abby wishing me a belated happy birthday. She said that she was going to call me yesterday but she didn't want to bring me down on my birthday considering the tragic news about Kevin. I called her and asked what was up. I hadn't watched the news yesterday at all...
A former coworker of mine, Kevin Vicary, was killed tragically yesterday morning. Ironically, out of all my old workmates, I saw him most recently. I saw him with his wife and youngest daughter at Rubios. He updated me on what was happening at Sycuan. It was so nice to see him and talk with him and his wife and see his little girl who is only a couple of months older than Amelia. It makes me so incredibly sad to think about.
Kevin was cleaning his pool with his two-year-old daughter, Ariana, nearby. A minivan ran a red light at Granite Hills and Dehesa and hit a semi truck. The truck went out of control and careened through Kevin's fence and into his pool--taking Kevin with him. http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/24143636/
The thing that struck me so much with this whole story was the fact that his two-year-old daughter was there with him. As the truck pushed him into the water and pushed him to the bottom, he somehow managed to get to the side of the pool. I heard from a friend of mine at the casino that Ariana was trying to get in the water to get to him and Kevin kept saying, "Daddy's Ok, stay out of the water!" There was oil and approximately 80 gallons of diesel fuel in that pool which would have been very dangerous to that little girl. It seems that his last act of his life was to save the life of his daughter. I couldn't imagine something like that happening and wondering where your daughter is. I can picture him doing whatever it took to make sure that his baby was safe.
I called Kenny this afternoon just to tell him that I love him. Something like this really makes me cherish my family and what is important to me.
My heart goes out to Kevin's wife, Isabel. I can't imagine the pain she is in. I don't pray much, but I pray for those little girls and their mother. I hope that they find some peace and heal over time.