2 years ago today, July 28, 2006, a 26 year old girl who I had just started seeing died in a tragic accident. When she had first introduced herself to me at a bar a month before, she said her name was, "Kerry, spelled just like the presidential candidate." I told her I had spent some time in Florida during 2004 to try and help Kerry beat Bush but I had obviously spent too much time at the beach while down there based on the outcome. She laughed and I was smitten right away.
I've been kind of beating myself up about her passing ever since, because I spoke to her on the phone about 5 hours before she died. I keep thinking that if I had said or done something differently during that call, or in the week prior, I could have kept her from going where she went that night. Instead we made plans to go out that Sunday, we hung up, and of course I never heard from her again.
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