Trevor
August 29th, 2015 was the worst day of my life. It was the day my sweet boy, Trevor "Georgey", was taken from me. His young life was tragically ended on his way to work due to a careless drunk driver.
My son worked at Subway in Kadoka. He loved and excelled in his job and his supervisors and colleagues enjoyed him just as much. They have made this very clear to me with their many stories. I was honored to learn they also have his picture hanging in the restaurant and they wear memorial pins on their visors. He is a great loss to so many in our community.
I am diabetic and most days after he finished work, my son would bring me my favorite veggie w/extra green peppers, salad (and I was told if they didn’t make it right, he would make them redo it until it was). My Georgey is the one who proudly walked me down the aisle and gave me away the day of my wedding. I have never seen my son smile as much and as big as he did that day. It was the proudest moment of his life.
My son was my heart, my strength, my silly and my look forward to in a day. Without him, I am struggling to find those again. We had a bond that was indescribable. For reasons I am yet to understand, my son was incredibly proud of me. He wasn’t afraid to make that clear to anyone at anytime… even in front of his buddies. He would go with me sometimes during chores and make funny comments like “geez mom, you know you are a girl right” or “dude, you’re a beast!” And my favorite…”mom, you’re so tough, you’re my mom and my dad!”. We laughed a lot… he was my silly, I miss that. Life just doesn’t have the same “happy” it once had.