http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/front/4260017.html
Two boys lie down in front of a UP train…
Doesn’t get much worse than that Ed. I feel for the train crew, and the kids. Nothing in life justifies that, nothing…
LC
It is hard to imagine the circumstances that make a death such as this preferable to life…
Your heart has to go out to the train crew[cerwmen]; who were just as much victims as the two boys. What a shame for them and their families[:(][:(]
It is terribly sad to be unwanted, unloved…
What keeps popping into my mind is that all it would have taken was one person, any one of the folks who interacted with them the last two days, to simply take a good look at them, and ask a few questions.
The school principle knew they didn’t belong, but he simply did the easiest thing, and shined them on…the cop…all his alarms should have gone off, your close to a “boys school” and find two school age kids out of school at the wrong time of the day…on a campus where they don’t belong…someone had to have seen them walking around the town…if just one person had asked them if they needed help…
I can’t envision a life so totally devoid of hope that I feel like there is nothing left but death.
And I can only imagine what the train crew feels like…it is bad enough when you hit an adult, but to have two kids use your train as a suicide tool…
This leaves me very sad. There’s really nothing else I can say, or add to what’s been said.
This situation is utterly sad, utterly sad. Someone could have reached out to help these kids and that never really happened. These kids didn’t need to throw their lives away and the fact that no one tried to stop them makes me a little angry.
CANADIANPACIFIC2816
“Down in the gutter, an old man had fallen, like something the world threw away. Just a soul in the shaddows that life never sees, he’s somebody that nobody knows. Someone, no one’s ever known, crying where no one can hear, sombody’s dying alone, in a city where nobody cares.” Kris Kristofferson
I assure you, there is no worse feeling to have.
I had two seperate suicides with my trains. One was an 18-year-old; the note in his pocket said (regarding his girlfriend), “This will show the ___(slang for female dog). I’ll teach her for dumping me”. The other one was a business-type that simply stepped off the station platform in front of my train as it approached the station stop during the morning rush-hour. He did it in front of about 300 of his former fellow commuters.
The creepy part is when they look at you as they are making their move. The facial expression (or lack thereof) is not easily forgetten: totally devoid of emotion or even humanity…just an empty shell moving like an animatronic.
Scary that you could just throw it all away. No matter what you think about the prospects for the hereafter, throwing one’s life away to no purpose is a waste…
I have seen, up close, the tragedy of child services, and it is a tragedy. For the most part, Child services workers are dedicated people trying, with Herculean effort, to turn “unwanted and unloved” kids around, and help patch up families that have been torn apart by divorce, or death, as well as drugs and abuse. They fail more often than they succeed, only because the system fails them first.
I have been to a couple of “residential” homes for these kids. No matter how nice, or well appointed, or whatever, you can’t escape the emptiness that is in some of these kids lives. The Child Services beuracracy moves these children at a whim, one day they are placed in a good home, or a good residential program, and because of the whim of somone else, the child will be moved, sundering bonds that they formed with caseworkers, and other kids. In many cases, the kids just can’t get close to anyone anymore, because they know they will be moving soon…
I feel for these boys, and what they went through, it is truly sad, sadder still, is the fact that there are many thousands more like them.