Letter writer wants hit-and-run driver to know her husband died as a result of accident in Antioch in May
This is written to the woman who caused the wreck in the Target parking lot on May 22nd of this year. I don’t know your name because no one bothered to get it, the police did not come to make an accident report either – thank you Antioch – and you just drove away!
My husband died from this accident! I know you drive a White Dodge Ram lifted pickup. My husband had just left the Dress Barn where he had been doing me a favor, was getting ready to leave the parking lot, when you came around from another side, in his lane. He tried to get away from you as you were bearing down on him. He tried to get off his motorcycle (bike) and get out of the way. It was not a single person accident as the police were reporting; it is called a non-contact collision! The bike fell on his leg and crushed it. He told me you got out of your truck and stood there watching, while he laid there screaming. We have been married 37 years and it is the first time I ever heard him scream.
Yes, he called and left a horrifying message on our phone. I want you to know what the consequences of your actions were. Roy Adams was the father of 10 kids and grandfather of 23, great grandfather of 9. His greatest honor was to ride with the Patriot Guard and Warriors Watch, honoring our fallen and serving military families and heroes. He served this country for eight years, himself. He was a very safe rider and would never have fallen off his bike. He was healthy and never sick a day in his life, took no medications and had all his body parts except a gall bladder. He was a big strong man who loved his family beyond measure and did more service for people than anyone I ever saw! He was a God loving Christian, went to church every Sunday, paid his tithing and kept the commandments.
It took him a month to die, it was horrible and painful, taking his eyesight and his leg; causing two strokes the last one being massive because he was on blood thinners to prevent more blood clots caused by the severe fracture of his left leg. He begged me to help him get relief from the pain. My saddest regret is that I could not. We have always had each others’ back, but I could not help him, this time. The damage was too great.
I know you walked away and left him there to be taken to the hospital, I don’t think you even called 911. Another woman came out of the parking lot and did that. Now, I am left to deal with the aftermath. I have no accident report and so could not get a lawyer.
We just had to lose one of the most important persons in our lives, and believe me it has changed our lives forever. I just wanted you to know what your negligence caused.
Mrs. Rose Adams (now a widow), Knightsen