Madison Dobbs

In an English class that I am an aide for, they finished the novel, Tears of a Tiger today. When I was in English 9, I never read it because I took Honors. But the book struck me. The book centers on a high school that is ravaged by death. One night after a basketball game, four players get in a car, after drinking, and are involved in an accident. One of the four dies and the one that was driving feels completely responsible.

I can only think of two reasons that the book struck me so much. For one, I'm driving now so it scares me everytime I'm in the car. Two, I lost someone almost three years ago to a car accident. He was in high school, only fifteen, and driving, which is legal in Tennessee (he had a hardship license). The book talked about the funeral for the player that was killed and it made think so much of the funeral I attended for my friend. He was a football player, baseball player, and all around good guy. I miss him a lot, even though I didn't get to see him much at all.

I won't ever be the same after what I went through with losing him. Neither will people who knew him. Every year around this time, he died November 13, 2006 and I carry his funeral card with me in my wallet, so that I feel that he's with me all the time. It's very hard to believe it's almost been three years since he has died and I miss him so much. Rest in peace.