Drunk Driving

I'm not a victim of drunk driving, and I don't know anyone personally that has ever been killed by a drunk driver. (Thank God) But I have seen many sites on the internet about people who have lost loved ones from a drunk driver, and ever since I've seen these, it makes me very mad to see in the paper and on the news where people have been killed by some drunk driver. I think it is awful, and anyone who is reading this right now..I want to tell you not to drink and drive. You really can kill yourself and others. So, here is a poem that I would like you to read that I found on another web page:

I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said. You told me not to drink, Mom, So I drank soda instead. I really felt proud inside, Mom, The way you said I would. I didn't drink and drive, Mom, Even though the others said I should. I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right. Now the party is finally ending, Mom, As everyone is driving out of sight. As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece. Because of the way you raised me, So responsible and sweet. I started to drive away, Mom, But as I pulled out into the road, The other car didn't see me, Mom, And hit me like a load. As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say, The other guy is drunk, Mom, And now I'm the one who will pay. I'm lying here dying, Mom. I wish you'd get here soon. How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon. There is blood all around me, Mom, And most of it is mine. I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time. I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink. It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think. He was probably at the same party as I. The only difference is, He drank and I will die. Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life. I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife. The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, And I don't think it's fair. I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare. Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave. And when I go to Heaven, Mom, Put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave. Someone should have told him, Mom, Not to drink and drive. If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive. My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared. Please don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there. I have one last question, Mom, Before I say good bye. I didn't drink and drive, So why am I the one to die?

If you are interested in reading and finding out more about Drunk Driving, here are a few really good links for you to follow:
Mother Against Drunk Driving
Students Against Drunk Driving
National Victim Center
10 Questions about Drunk Driving
When the Party is Over

This links to a page for people who have lost a child from a drunk driver. Check it out.

This links to a page for a support group. Check this out, too.

*****Earlier in the week of June 10, Trudy died from a drunk driver. I never knew her, but she was a Community Leader in the Nashville area of Geocities. She had only been married 4 months. My condolences go out to her family. Here's her home page.

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