Answers to van crash questions
may never come
By Brooke Nelson
October 1, 2005 | People are crying out for answers,
but nobody seems to be finding any. In the wake of enormous
tragedy -- nine lives lost simultaneously -- the search
to find someone or something to blame, and a reason,
any reason, is natural. But even when answers are available,
we almost wish we didn't know.
Thursday night's news reports revealed the speed of
the driver in Monday's tragic accident which claimed
nine lives to be 95 to 100 miles per hour. Officials
insist there is no possible way any of those involved
were wearing seatbelts. The mechanisms were still locked
into place and none of the seatbelts were broken. But
parents of the two surviving students claim otherwise.
What else could explain the bruises on their sons bodies?
Both sides are adamant. To those looking for an absolute
truth all parties acknowledge, it may never come.
The continuing investigation, however, may bring answers
to other questions. More details about that fated back
left tire and what may have caused it to pop are forthcoming.
A clearer picture of what actually happened near Tremonton
is on its way, and with it some resolution for both
the Utah Highway Patrol and the university.
But for the families and friends of the deceased,
does it really matter? Fiancees and wives are still
left alone. Mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters still
mourn. A department is still missing almost half of
its peers. Students are still missing a friend and instructor.
At the candlelight vigil held in honor of those killed
in the I-84 rollover, former head of the agriculture
systems technology education department Gary Straquadine
told students that for the first time as an educator,
he felt inadequate. I can't give you an answer for this,
he explained; I can find no equation to explain it and
no magic formuala to make it better. His only hope for
us, he offered, was that we would find hope and solace
in some higher power, beyond the scope of academia,
to bring some semblance of resolution to our souls.
And so we have.
President Albrecht told students it was OK to cry.
And so we did.
ASUSU President Quinn Millet asked as us to honor
the victims lives by living out the values they exemplified.
And so we are.
Evan Parker was to have received the Adviser of the
Year award from his colleagues this week. Instead, he
was honored in a different way. Students and faculty
alike lit candles in his name and listened to songs
sung in his memory.
Bind me not to the pasture, chain me not to the
plow.
Set me free to find my calling and I'll return to
you somehow.
These were men of the earth. Honest, hardworking and
ambitious young men with so much of life ahead of them.
We may never stop looking for answers -- the whys and
what ifs are just too hard to escape. But time is beginning
to heal the wounds of the two who survived, and time
will eventually heal some the pain felt by the rest
of us left behind.
If you find it's me you're missing, if you're
hoping I'll return
To your thoughts I'll soon be list'ning, and in the
road I'll stop and turn.
Then the wind will set me racing as my journey nears
its end And the path I'll be retracing when I'm homeward
bound again.
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