Saturday, February 8, 2014

Day 286 – Saying Goodbye to a Friend

This is one of those moments where I don’t want to say, “I told you so” because I don’t want to be right. Okay, so these are the facts. The Will Rogers Turnpike has an entrance at Adair that leads you on a pretty straight shot to Tulsa. Not much of the landscape has changed on that front. Adair is a ghost town and the boys experienced no sign of life or unlife while on the Turnpike. There were a few abandoned or broken down cars along the way. Some of the cars were apparently swerves off the roads and then stuck or abandoned. But there were no signs of people.
A few years ago, there was some pretty massive construction to feed the turnpike traffic into Tulsa and the Port of Catoosa. That area is snarled with what Eric described as a tanker explosion. A crash involving a gas truck, an explosion and a subsequent snarl of metal has left the massive off ramp effectively blockaded. But beyond the barricade, there was a plethora of shambling bodies.
Choosing to turn around, the group circumnavigated through Verdigris to make their way through Claremore. Now, if you remember right, Claremore is where Brian and Kelly were from and the reports they brought with them was that the town was overrun. However, Eric is saying that the place is a ghost town now. Before, Claremore was a pretty expansive community with a local college and lots of commuters choosing to live there and make the drive into Tulsa to work. Just off hand, I know there is/was a Walmart, several pawn shops, an archery store, and at least two pretty nice gun shops. These are all prime targets for supplies.
Apparently a crew in Claremore had decided this as well and had already taken up possession of such things. And they defended the Walmart parking lot with more of a “shoot first, ask questions later” mentality. Apparently this group – these Others – have not adopted the Us vs. Them attitude that we have. According to Eric, it is them versus everyone and anyone.
I am trying not to judge them. It was one thing for us to defend this store. I cannot imagine the fight to take back an prime piece of real estate like a Walmart in the middle of an overrun city with a highly dense population. For all we knew, those guys spilled guts and lost family members to stake that claim and were not about to give it up to rampagers and pillagers. Maybe I am trying to justify their actions so I don’t hate them. I don’t know.
But while Eric was slowly circling the parking lot, the ambush from the roof was apparently pretty substantial. The SUV is compromised and I think they are lucky not to have lost tires or taken slugs to the engine block. But luck aside, Luke took was hit.
Hunter said he didn’t go fast but he was not writhing in terrible pain. They applied pressure and did their best but he passed away just this side of Foyil.
He was my friend. No one made me laugh like he did. He was my brother from another mother. And I wasn’t there when he died. I wished them luck and told them to come back safe. But it was not enough. It was just that quick. Here one minute. Gone the next. And for what?
He was killed by some jackals who didn’t want to have their stuff stolen when we have so many supplies that we wouldn’t have even wanted their stuff in the first place. We could have combined resources or even offered trades. But no. Nice job, humanity. Way to instill faith…