Johnathon Ferguson

About me:

October 2, 2005 was an exciting day for me. I was hanging out with my friends waiting for my mom to return from North Carolina after being gone for 10 days visiting my sister Tonya and family. I had spoke to my mom earlier and told her I would be home when she arrived because I missed her so much and wanted to see her. I told her I love her and would see her around 11pm. She told me she loves me too and couldn't wait. My friend Doug and I decided to go to Taco Bell and get something to eat before I went home and waited for my mom to come home. Here is a picture or my best friend Doug and me. It was about 7:25pm on this Sunday evening when a drunk driver (Rafael Flores) turned directly in front us and we didn't even have time to stop and slammed into the drunk. This is what the car looked like after the accident. I don't really remember much after this so my mom will take over the story for now. This is a picture of John and me John and I were very close just as I am with my daughter Tonya. I am blessed to have such wonderful children. I was on my home the evening Johnathon was killed after a 10 visit with my daughter Tonya and her family in North Carolina. I arrived at the airport shortly after 9pm, my friend Deana was there to pick me up. On our drive home we received a call from Deana husband saying Johnathon has been in an accident. We drove to the hospital as quickly as we could. I didn’t think for a minute that it was serious. When we arrived I seen some of Johnathon friends in the waiting room, I went directly to the desk and told them who I was. They told me wait and they would get the doctor for me to update me. We waited for what seemed to be forever so I went back to the desk and told them I want to see my son now and know what is going on. Still I am thinking it’s not serious. The doctor finally came and took me, my friend Deana and another lady who I guess I assumed was a parent of one the kids waiting to hear how he is. It was at this time I found out that my son was dead. It was at that moment my life changed forever. Shortly after I received the news of my son’s death I was informed a drunk driver was involved and had fled the scene but they were looking for him. I could not believe what was happening. I was lost and confused. It was like a bad dream. This could not be happening. The man who killed my son was later caught, not even a scratch. John's friend survived but had a long recovery in front of him due to his injuries. This is the man who killed my son. Losing a child is like losing a part of you. Your life changes forever and no one knows the pain you feel unless they have been there themselves. More on this story later....