On Dec. 8, 2002, I lost my son, Gary Smith, when a drunk driver struck and killed him. Gary was walking along a Hoonah roadside when the tragedy occurred and ever since my life has not been the same. I have "moved on" as best I can, but there are times when the loss of my son makes me feel so sad. This past holiday marked the first anniversary of Gary's death. It was a difficult time for me, Gary's aunts, uncles, daughter, grandchildren, many relatives and friends who knew Gary.
While I was in Hoonah last month I had a cross made with MADD red ribbons had it placed in the spot I thought Gary was struck and killed. The cross lasted seven days, as someone not only took the memorial sign, they broke it into pieces and threw it in the ditch.
It really broke my heart all over again over this violent act. It is hard for me to have to deal with the unnecessary cruelness. Building and placing the cross on that site made me hopeful others might see it and remember not to drink and drive. It was also an act of love from a mother to her son.
I would ask the person who destroyed the cross: why? I would ask the people who know if this act of destruction: I would ask those who knew and cared for my son to prevent this from happening again this by speaking in support of sober driving and against acts of violence. If not for Gary, then for yourselves and loved ones.