The story of Nathaniel Jefferson
It was a cold Autumn that year...I remember it very clearly.. The weather was grim and chilly. It reflected my mood.
Hello to all! What I am about to tell you happened to me a few years ago. The experiences were life changing.
I am Nathaniel Jefferson, better known as Nate.
30th of august 1991,
"had a big cry yesterday night. I feel so lonely without them. If only I had picked them up! But no! I went to the game with the guys........ What I wouldn't give to have another day with them!..... O god Mandy I miss you and the kids soo much! Why did it happen? WHY?!!"
I remember it clearly.. that day when we drove home after the game. We were pulled over by John, the local sherrif. He singled me out from the guys and told me to get into the car. At that time I thought it was a prank from the guys...It was not to be.....
"Nate" he spoke to me. "Nate, there is something I need to tell you" "What?" I asked. " Mandy and the kids had a car accident." "WHAT!!!!? Are they ok!" and then the most painfull silence fell...." I'm sorry Nate, they had no chance. Mandy, Julia and Harry...They felt no pain"
My world collapsed that day!
The only time I could find some peace was while flying.
I flew deliveries for the locals here.....As was the case on this day.
25th of October 1998
Today a longer distance flight for Ben.

The weather was strange today...I didn't know what it wanted. Rain, sunshine and fog we had it all!

Ben asked me if I could fly a bit low as he wanted to take some snaps...No problem....Flying keeps me focussed on something else than that day....

Even though Ben was right besides me, We didn't speak much. I never spoke much anymore.. The local kids new me as "the silent one" I felt no need for talking.

Just let me be....

As the night fell we neared our destination

The water was bloody red....Images flashed through my head...They weren't pretty....

We arrived and Ben ofloaded the stuff...He left for the local pub and he asked me to come along...."No thanks! I'll sleep in the plane."

I never slept much anymore.....
Hello to all! What I am about to tell you happened to me a few years ago. The experiences were life changing.
I am Nathaniel Jefferson, better known as Nate.
30th of august 1991,
"had a big cry yesterday night. I feel so lonely without them. If only I had picked them up! But no! I went to the game with the guys........ What I wouldn't give to have another day with them!..... O god Mandy I miss you and the kids soo much! Why did it happen? WHY?!!"
I remember it clearly.. that day when we drove home after the game. We were pulled over by John, the local sherrif. He singled me out from the guys and told me to get into the car. At that time I thought it was a prank from the guys...It was not to be.....
"Nate" he spoke to me. "Nate, there is something I need to tell you" "What?" I asked. " Mandy and the kids had a car accident." "WHAT!!!!? Are they ok!" and then the most painfull silence fell...." I'm sorry Nate, they had no chance. Mandy, Julia and Harry...They felt no pain"
My world collapsed that day!
The only time I could find some peace was while flying.
I flew deliveries for the locals here.....As was the case on this day.
25th of October 1998
Today a longer distance flight for Ben.

The weather was strange today...I didn't know what it wanted. Rain, sunshine and fog we had it all!

Ben asked me if I could fly a bit low as he wanted to take some snaps...No problem....Flying keeps me focussed on something else than that day....

Even though Ben was right besides me, We didn't speak much. I never spoke much anymore.. The local kids new me as "the silent one" I felt no need for talking.

Just let me be....

As the night fell we neared our destination

The water was bloody red....Images flashed through my head...They weren't pretty....

We arrived and Ben ofloaded the stuff...He left for the local pub and he asked me to come along...."No thanks! I'll sleep in the plane."

I never slept much anymore.....


(written in the dirt
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