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Saying goodbye to Ricky
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To all the Cresskill Middle School administrators, teachers, parents, students, friends, and the community who are here today to say goodbye to my beloved son Ricky,
¿ì¸®¾Æµé ¸®Å°¸¦ ±â¾ïÇÏ°í Âü¼®ÇÑ ¸®Å°Çпìµé ¹× Çпø¼±»ý´Ôµé°ú Çпø Ä£±¸µé , ±×¸®°í ¿ì¸®¾Æµé ¸®Å°°¡ Àá±ñ 6°³¿ù µ¿¾È ´Ù³æ´ø Å©·Î½ºÅÍ Çб³ Çпìµé°ú ¸®Å°¸¦ ¾ÖµµÇÏ¿© ÁֽŠ¸¹Àº Áֹε鿡°Ô Áø½ÉÀ¸·Î °¨»çµå¸³´Ï´Ù.
Please accept our heartfelt thanks for remembering and mourning the loss of our son Ricky with us.
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Your presence and support has provided so much comfort and, because of you, we have gained the strength and courage to move on.
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For us, our son Ricky was the reason for living and our dream. He was everything to us.
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Ricky was a happy, positive, and good son who listened to his parents. Whenever I asked him to do something, he never refused. Every morning, he was the first one to come and give me a big hug. Whenever he heard his favorite song, he would sing and dance along and make me laugh.
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He was a vital and healthy boy from the day he was born. In Korea and in the U.S., he loved going to school and was proud of never being late to school.
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Furthermore, when Ricky got to know somebody, he would treasure the relationship and would have a hard time saying goodbye to them. He was a friendly boy who enjoyed meeting people and would always try his best to provide laughter and happiness. Because of such a son, my heart was always full of joy.
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On the morning of June 17, 2015 at 8:05AM, my beloved son left home, as usual, on his bicycle wearing his helmet, saying to me ¡°Bye Mom, I¡¯ll see you later.¡± I never imagined that those would be the last words I would hear from him. As you are all aware, Ricky was hit by a tractor trailer near his school, and he lost his life.
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Because of Ricky¡¯s death, all my dreams were broken and I lost all reason for living. From the moment I heard about the accident, I fell into a deep despair and sadness and the pain would not end. After the final arrangements are done here in the U.S., I plan on going back to Korea to wrap things up there. I then planned to join my son in heaven.
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However, in the days after the accident, I witnessed the love and thoughtfulness of Cresskill¡¯s parents, students, and neighbors. When I went to see the site where Ricky¡¯s life was taken, I saw the many flowers, dolls, and even Ricky¡¯s favorite drink ¡°Snapple¡±. There were signed headphones, a baseball, tennis ball, teddy bears, and heartfelt letters to Ricky. One said ¡°I wish I could see you in the hallways wearing your headphones again.¡± None of you can know how deeply touched I was and how comforting it was to see the many candles light up the night there.
I would like to thank the mother who sent me the youtube video of Ricky, dancing with friends at school. Thank you to Ricky¡¯s science project team who sent me pictures of them working together. Thank you to Ricky¡¯s science teacher who cried out and was so saddened by the news during class. You should know much Ricky respected and liked you, as well as all his teachers.
Thank you especially to the 7th grade parents who, from the moment of the accident to even now, took turns day and night, staying with me and providing comfort. Special gratitude to KPA president Grace, Elder Jung, math tutor Dr. Kim, Jin Heung¡¯s mother, and others - I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
À̺еéÀÇ Çå½ÅÀûÀÎ À§·Î¿Í ¹«¾ùº¸´Ù ³ª¸¶Àúµµ ¾ø°Ô µÇ¸é ÀÌ¹Ì Àý¸Á¿¡ ºüÁ®ÀÖ´Â ³²¾Æ ÀÖ´Â ³» »ç¶ûÇÏ´Â ³²ÆíÀÇ ¶Ç ÇѹøÀÇ Àý¸ÁÀ» ÇÒ °ÍÀ» Áø½ÉÀ¸·Î ´À²¸Á® ´Ù½Ã »ì¾Æ°¥ ÀÌÀ¯¿Í ¿ë±â°¡ »ý°å½À´Ï´Ù.
Realizing the sincere support of all of these people and the pain that would result to my already grieving husband if I were to leave this world after Ricky, I have found the will and strength to go on with my life.
±×°ÍÀº ¹Ù·Î ³» ¾Æµé ¸®Å°´Â ±³Åë»ç°í·Î ¸»µµ ¾ÈµÇ°Ô Á×¾úÁö¸¸ ³» ¾Æµé ¸®Å°ÀÇ Á×À½À» ¸¶Áö¸·À¸·Î µÎ ¹ø ´Ù½Ã ¶Ç µ¿³× Ÿ¿îÀÇ ¿©´À ¾Æµé µþµéÀÌ ¾î¸¥µéÀÇ ºÎÁÖÀÇ·Î ¼ÒÁßÇÑ ¾î¸° »ý¸íÀÌ Á×À½¿¡ ¶Ç ³»¸ô¸®Áö ¾Êµµ·Ï ÇÏ´Â ÀÏ¿¡ ³» ¸ðµç ¿¡³ÊÁö¸¦ ´Ù ½ñ¾Æ ºÎÀ» °Ì´Ï´Ù. ±× ÀÌÀ¯°¡ ³»°¡ »ì¾Æ°¡´Â ÀÌÀ¯°¡ µÇ¿´°í ±×°ÍÀÌ ½ÇÇöµÉ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â ²ÞÀ¸·Î »ì¾Æ °¡°Ú½À´Ï´Ù.
My son Ricky is no longer with us due to the tragic accident, but I will devote all my remaining energy to ensure that no other Cresskill parent has to suffer the unfortunate death of their beloved son or daughter through such an accident. That has now become my reason for living, and I will live to make that dream a reality.
±×·¯³ª ³» È¥ÀÚ ÈûÀ¸·Î´Â ÀÌ ÀÏÀ» Çϱâ´Â ºÒ°¡´É ÇÕ´Ï´Ù. ÀÌ ÀÚ¸®¿¡ Âü¼®ÇØÁֽŠÇб³ °ü°èÀÚ, Çкθð ´Üü ºÐµé°ú ¸¹Àº ½Ã¹ÎµéÀÇ Àû±ØÀûÀÎ ÇùÁ¶¿Í µµ¿òÀ» Áֽñ⸦ °£ÀýÈ÷ È£¼Ò ÇÕ´Ï´Ù.
But, it will be impossible to do this alone. It will take the cooperation of the school, teachers, parents, as well as the entire community to make this dream come true.
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Making sure that our son¡¯s life was not in vain has become another reason for living. I know it will be difficult, but I will try to live a normal life as possible.
±×·¯¹Ç·Î ³» »ç¶ûÇÏ´Â ¾Æµé ¸®Å° (Çѱ¹¸í ÀÌ¿µ·Ï)¸¦ ÀÌÁ¦ Çϴóª¶ó¿¡ º¸³»°Ú½À´Ï´Ù.
ÀÌÁ¦ ÀÌ·¸°Ô ¸®Å°¸¦ ±â¾ïÇØÁÖ½Ã°í »ç¶ûÇØÁֽŠÇÑ »ç¶÷ ÇÑ »ç¶÷ÀÌ Àú¿¡°Ô´Â Á¤¸» ¼ÒÁßÇÑ »ç¶÷ÀÔ´Ï´Ù. ¾ÕÀ¸·Î ÀÌ ¼ÒÁßÇÑ »ç¶÷µé°ú ¸®Å° ½ºÅ丮¸¦ ¾ê±â ÇÏ¸é¼ ¸¹Àº ½Ã°£À» ÇÔ²² º¸³»°í ½Í½À´Ï´Ù.
I now let go of my beloved son Ricky (Young Rok Lee) to find peace in heaven. Each one of you who has loved and remembered Ricky is precious to me. I wish to spend many moments speaking of Ricky with you.
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Ricky my son, I love you and you will always be with in my heart. May you find peace now.
June 21, 2015
Ricky¡¯s Mom