Some Bad News
Today I found out that Allen Williams, the father of my friend Reagan, passed away over the weekend. He was flying a small plane near Golden, B. C. with another man I didn’t know, Steve Sutton, who worked for AD Williams Engineering, and Al’s three year old grand-daughter, Reagan’s niece. I don’t know many details yet, but apparently they had some kind of weather trouble and crashed in inaccessible terrain in a creek while trying to return to Golden. Mr Willams and Mr Sutton died at the crash scene, but the little girl was rescued by SAR technicians by being lifted out by cable from a helicopter. She was listed in critical condition yesterday in the hospital in Golden. Apparently she is in stable condition today with some head injuries, and some of the articles I’ve read have indicated that she probably survived because she was strapped into a child safety seat.
I’ve known Reagan’s family since I was ten years old. Mr Williams was the first engineer I knew personally and gave me my first exposure to the business of consulting engineering. That was a big influence on my choice of academic pursuits and my career. He also gave me my first real job while I was an engineering student, working summers in the materials lab of his consulting company.
I remember him dancing the night away at our wedding, getting a kick out of life. I also remember how proud of his grandchildren he was when I saw him last year at Reagan’s halloween party. The big smile he had while he was surrounded by all these little toddlers really reminded me of my dad with my kids.
Having lost my own dad this year, I know what Reagan, Sheldon and Sabrina and their extended family must be going through today. It hits hard for me and I know it’s going to be extremely hard for all of them. I only hope that they can take solace in knowing how much their dad loved life and his kids, and I also hope that his grand-daugther, Sheldon’s little girl, makes a full recovery. I also would like to offer Mr Sutton’s family my condolences.
Jenn is having a hard time with this today too. It feels awfully close on the heels of my dad’s passing, and then our friend Barb’s dad last month, and now this. Sometimes mortality looms very large in life.