MY Brother Bruce.

As I alluded to in my last post...there was a reason I stayed a bit longer then I had expected. ..you see...my Brother Bruce was killed in a Trucking Accident the day I was arriving...as a matter of fact we passed by the accident scene as we were travelling and had no idea that it was him..I had ONE moment where I considered that it 'could" be him...my son and I argued because I got upset at the scene( I always do when I pass a BAD accident...feeling sad about whomever was injured or worse)my son thought it was silly to be upset about a stranger and I even told him for all we knew it 'could" be my brother...the cab of the truck looked like his ...but I figured NAH...what are the odds that the ONE day in two years that I travel to Mississippi would be the ONE day my brother would have an accident...about a half hour before I got to Mississippi( where my family now lives) I got a call from my mother in a panic asking if we were all ok...she said the Police were ather home and would not tell her why or who they were there about. They wanted her to call the Alabama State Highway Patrol. She knew I was travelling thru Alabama that day as was my brother Bruce who is a trucker and makes a run everyday from Biloxi to Montgomery and back. Also my other Brother Ed who is stationed in SC( in the USAF) was TDY in Montgomery..so all her children (except my sister ,whom she knew was in mississippi at the time) were in AL ...and she was trying to contact us all to rule us out as to why the police were there....as soon as she told me about the police...... I knew......I didn't tell her ...but I knew...that the accident I had seen was indeed my brother...one look at her face when I knew for sure

we don't know exactly what happened....they say he must have been unconcious when he went off the road because he went straight off the road and there are no signs of him braking or trying to correct himself..they also say he died instantly which is a great relief to all of us...he was soooooo happy that day.....he was excited that I was going to be arriving that evening..I know he couldn't wait to get home that night......and my Brother Ed was also going to be home for Easter....it was the first time in 7 years that all four of us ( me and my siblings) were going to be together...he was expecting his first Grandchild next month.and he was very happy about that...he planned to move up here this fall to be near me....he wanted to get out of Biloxi..he was tired of worrying about hurricanes, after Katrina....

It's just so hard ..I miss him soooo much..I never even realized how close we had become..he had always been the irritating little brother...but in the last few years we had really beome good friends and gotten very close..he called me two -three times a week..now i'll never get another another Call from him..I just can't believe he's really gone..................