She pleaded guilty. How could she do otherwise. She will suffer the guilt for the rest of her life. A beauty of a girl, in her young twenties. The tears flowed as she approached the bench. . . DUI Manslaughter . . . Of course, she will do whatever she needs to do to avoid 10-15 . . . public speaking . . . but the horrid fact remains . . . she is responsible for the death of her best friend.
I searched online for the story. I recall, it was back in 2009. It was the second story of its kind. Although this one had to do with cellphones, it involved a text message. A young boy was driving along one of the roads between Goshen and Montgomery. His dad was in the passenger seat. He had just received a text from a friend and ended up down an embankment. His father didn't survive the crash.
They were drunk, they were acting like assholes. The Pumpkin Festival in Keene, NH, 2014. They appeared to be college kids. Without cause. Teenage defiance. Angst. Testosterone. Within the hour, pictures appeared online. A shielded riot squad. There was a picture of one the boys atop an overturned vehicle. "What an asshole!" me thought at first. Later that day, I thought rather, "Should he come to realize his error, he will have to live in the shadow of that picture for the rest of his life."
A young mom, she loves her kids. She was arrested for drunk driving with the youngest of her boys in the car.
When I was living upstate, there were two moms that had their kids taken away from them and they were sent to state prison. Perhaps the laws are more lenient here, but the guilt and the shame remain the same.
