With the last vision I had of my son in the vehicle being loaded onto the flat bed tow truck early Sunday morning, I knew that couldn't be the last thoughts I could have of my son, thsre was just no way I could live with that image for the rest of my life....forever wondering if he had suffered during his death, and seeing the look on my brothers face at the time, I knew he couldn't either. On Monday, once the corners office finally released my sons body to the funeral homes employee to transport his body to the funeral home, Leo and I were there to pi ck up my sons psrsonal belongings, and follow the van carrying my son back to the funeral home in Issaquah. Once we arrived, the owner of the funeral home knew why we were there as my brother had been in contact with him about our intentions of seeing our son, as calvin was the son to my brother that he had never had, he had to explain to the owner who I was, being my sons biological father, and that my brother was in fact his adopted father.....that's another long story. We had to sign legal papers in the office that basically released the mortuary from any legal action we might want to take against them for letting us view my sons body before they had any chance to prepare him for any viewing, as he was still in the condition he was in after an autopsy had been preformed, we signed with no hesitation. With that out of the way, we helped remove my sons body from the plastic wrappings he was in and got to see for ourselves the injuries that he had sustained during the accident...and in that moment I felt at peace with what all had happened to him, as I knew in my heart that my son didn't suffer in his death, which was so comforting to both my brother and myself...I can't imagine the feeling the parents must be going through of the other boy who's son is on lifesupport, being able to stand thsre and see their son in that way....and not be able to do anything to help him....except pray, and hope....that he lives, only to wonder even more....what that might mean if he even does. Leo and I picked up all the materials yesterday to build my sons casket today, but he wasn't wearing a shirt when he picked me up to go shopping, so I asked him if he had forgot his shirt when he got dressed.....he said no, that he had stopped by the funeral home on the way to pick me up, and had taken his shirt off and put it on our son so that he might not be so cold in the freezer while he's waiting to be made ready for his funeral on Friday. I asked him if he gave him his shorts as well, he replied that if he wore them....he would have as well,....I gave Leo one of my shirts to wear to replace the one he wasn't wearing anymore.
Glen
