Arlington man dies in motorcycle wreck
By Melissa Vargas
By Melissa Vargas
08/15/2007
GRAPEVINE -- A 28-year-old Arlington man died early this morning after the motorcycle he was driving struck a delivery truck and went out of control.
Jason Watts was transported by helicopter ambulance to John Peter Smith Hospital in Fort Worth, where he died about 3:30 a.m., police said.
Witnesses told police Watts and another motorcycle driver were speeding down Texas 360 around 8:53 p.m. Tuesday when Watts’ vehicle struck the back of a Coca-Cola delivery truck. Police are still investigating the accident.
Rest in peace, cuz.
See y'all in a few days.
6 comments:
Oh Wicked.....
I'm so sorry.....
Hugs...
'Blossoms....
You and your family are in our thoughts!
I am so sorry,my prayers are with you and your family. If there is anything I can do...
Oh no. I'm so, so sorry. Condolences to you and to your family.
This little punk...
Pushed people's wheelchairs, bought hamburgers for the down and out, gave away things he had without first counting what he'd have left, knew how to argue without hating, saved cast-off animals, raced pro motocross and track (#43), rode like the devil and was liked by the cops who chased him, cooked for his friends, counted the friends of his friends as his own, loved his parents through a stormy relationship and always came back, had NOT ONE mean bone in his body, could not stand the thought of breaking a woman's heart, was not afraid to die. His body was shattered on the back of a big truck in a 120 mph impact, and there was so much life in him that, with a broken neck and three shattered limbs and who knows what else destroyed, he tried to get up and walk away--and almost made it. I wish he had; I wish none of us had to lose good people so early in their good lives.
As a cousin who had not seen much of him, I learned many of these things during the last two days. And his friends showed there is much more not mentioned here: a Good Kid, ad infinitum. I didn't know how much we'd lost (just so mad at first, like wicked) until we saw and heard the amazing number of his friends and family who came, and felt, and had things to say. Jason's online obit page and guestbook are worth reading just for the fact that what's there will remind you that it's not all political idiocy etc. out there; you all know good people, you all are good people, and that good part of us is still the real treasure in this world and out of it.
He left a sudden huge and gaping hole in his parents' world, and by the time I got there, that hole was already being filled up fast by the many people his life has touched. His big brother, though heartbroken, knew that this outpouring would come. Not that this particular kind of hole can ever be completely filled back up, as we all know...but. As a human, Jason kicked serious goddam ass.
I wish I had captured footage of the massive 40-bike tire burn with which his friends saluted him, as the hearse and limo pulled out to go to gravesite; and his mom, always so afraid of motorcycles and of *this* happening--his mom with her window down and her arms out, grinning and yelling right along with them. That moment was what his life was all about: he lived on the edge *and* he loved his mom.
Don't know what else to say. Thanks for reading. And btw, I'm pretty sure I saw one of those motorcycle escort cops burning his own tire, too....
my heart aches for your whole family - Thank you AJ for you notes
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