Friday, September 11, 2009

We need everyone to come and support us

We need everyone to come out and not only support us but the people who have lost there lives way to early. With love ones still hear to make a differance!!

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

I'd like you to meet my Dad, Kevin Kelly Hart

But you can't. He was killed by a drunk driver.

MY Dad- well, he was just my dad, but he was DAD to me. He was Viet Nam vet and a grandfather and a cancer survivor.

My father was tragically killed by an impaired driver 3 years ago. His name was Kevin Hart, but his grandkids knew him as Poppy. My Dad was only 61 when he died needlessly in an accident caused by an impaired drunken driver.

We had just attended a dance recital for his grand daughters and was driving home when he was struck by a young man who was drunk and high on drugs.

In just a flash, all of our lives were changed.
Dad survived the accident but his neck was broken in 2 places and he was paralyzed from the neck down.

He was so brave in the hospital. Although he was on a respirator for many days he managed to communicate with his eyes and we could hold a valve on the respirator so he could occasionally speak. I never once heard him complain.

He knew there was no hope of coming off the respirator and he knew he would never leave a hospital bed. He also knew his time with us was ending. All of us were with him on his last day, praying with him, talking and reminiscing and thanking him. I know he is with his Savior now. He showed such grace and courage as he left us.

My dad had so much to live for: his daughters Candi and Christi son Louis and grandchildren Cierra. Raven, Ellie and Louis. We all still miss him deeply and think of him every day.

We are awaiting the trial of the man who is responsible, but the courts move very slowly. The prosecuting attorney said it is very likely that the man who took Kevin's life will spend time in jail. Hopefully he will never harm anyone else. Unfortunately his punishment will be much lighter than was my Dad. My beloved father paid the ultimate price for the reckless behavior of another.

I know that together we can stop drunk drivers, please help.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Cass Kelly Schaedel

My little baby boy I waited 9 months for you, feeling every kick imaging who you would look like me or your dad. Trying to make sure you where the healthiest and the biggest you could be. Only to go to the hospital on March 9, 2009 and find out I would never really know how big you would grow and how smart you would be. They told me and dad they couldn't find your hart that was the worst day ever. I cried out so load I could not believe what I was hearing I didn't think it was true. But with that your dad called the family, family started to show up and I knew then this was not a dream. Family and friends where crying and hugging they where around me and your dad I couldn't sleep I didn't want to sleep. And 13 hours March 10, 2009 there you where 6lb 14oz 21inc, they said 3 more weeks and you would have been 9lbs.WOW who know ,my heart was shattered only for you to come into this world with not one breath you stole my hart. You slept in the room with me and your dad and the next day family came to say good bye this was the second worst day of my life the day I had to say good bye to little baby boy I had waited for and just met. Your sister held you and just hugged you with tears in her eyes, I couldn't make it better I know her little hart hurt she looked forward to meeting you too. Your aunts and uncles along with your grandma's they said goodbye too you also with tears in there eyes.Everyone left my room and your dad and I hugged and kissed you goodbye you where so cold and I could not make you warmer. I kissed your little head told you I love you and your dad put you in your carrier. Only to wait for them to take you and your dad to start making arraignments for a service to honor your life you never got a chance to live ......