I will never forget that day…
I should have known something was wrong when I got home from school. I was already all mixed up with emotions. My grandfather had died just one day earlier and I had no real grasp as to what was even going on at that moment. I had gone to school that day, trying to make it though the day knowing that I had to go back to the funeral home that night and sit there with my family as we all cried together, not knowing what to do next. My mom was acting really funny on the phone that afternoon. She kept asking me if I was ok. More so than usual. Like after every sentences. Even though I was telling her that despite what was going on in my life right then, I actually managed to have a good day at school. Something seemed off with what she was saying to me. I attributed it to everything happening around me. So I let it go. Thinking back on it, I should have asked her flat out what was wrong. I doubt that would have made any difference though. So I went about my afternoon. Getting my clothes ready for the wake. Making sure my brother was all set and waiting for my dad’s partner to come get us. He showed up and we started walking out of the house….
I will never forget hearing the phone ring as I walked out the door. Part of me wanted to keep going and get in the car. But I did turn around. I did go back inside. I did answer the phone…
Corey… You there?
Yeah man, look, I can’t talk right now. I’m on my way out to my grandfathers wa….
Dude…. I gotta tell you something. It’s really important.
Man, I really gotta go…. Are you ok? You sound terrible my dude.
He loved you man…. He really did.
What the hell are you talking about? You’re freaking me out….
Scotty died. He’s gone.
Dude, don’t even kid like that son. Shut up.
I’m serious man. Diana called me this afternoon. He’s gone…
Shit. You’re not kidding are you?
Naa kid…
…..I gotta go. I’ll call you later. Love you man. Just hold on….
I don’t even remember the next five minuets. I think I sat down at the kitchen table. Joe asked me if I was ok. All I could muster was “My friend Scott… he…..he’s dead.” I called my mom and tried to talk to her. As soon as she heard my voice she hung up the phone and within what seemed like moments, she was inside the house. I couldn’t hold it in anymore and I just cried for hours. My whole world was shattered. The funeral service was one of the worst days of my life. Seeing some of the strongest people I have ever met in my life, sitting together, crying. It was such a painful sight. I remember clearly seeing my camp director David standing in doorway of the church and all I could do was fall into his arms and cry. I had no energy left after that day and I was numb for weeks.
I should have called him more. I should have visited more. There are so many thing I wish I could have done. Though none of them would have stopped this from happening. But here is what I do know…
Scott Pollock was the most inspirational person I have ever met in my entire life. He set an example for everyone who thought about giving up. For everyone who thinks that their disability can control them. For everyone who thinks they can’t do it. For everyone who has ever been though shit in their lives. He taught us all to rise above it. To take control and show the world, we are proud of who we are and what makes us different from everyone else. We can do anything. No matter what the situation. No matter what the obstacle. Failure is not an option.
So today, 6 years removed from the day that changed our lives forever, we remember you Scott. Bubba. Brother. Dude. Homie. Friend. Son. Cousin. Nephew. You are forever in our hearts and lives. You are apart of who we are. You motivate more people then you could ever imagine. You changed part of the world. I love you. I miss for you. Rest easy my brother. OBs for life.
RIP Scott ‘Bubba’ Pollock
11.7.89 — 12.13.05
-
blessed-nightmare liked this
-
flutterflyinvasion said:
this is perfect <3 failure is not an option.
-
flutterflyinvasion liked this
-
peacefulwings reblogged this from coreymmartin and added:
In Memory of Scott ‘Bubba’ Pollock...I give Corey a page of mine also, to show his love...
-
coreymmartin posted this
