Jillian's Journal

Daddy and I were home alone. Mommy had gone to Babies R Us to buy some new sheets since I was messing them up faster than she could wash them. We were in the middle of a web video visit with Grandma and Grandpa Moore, when the doorbell rung. We said goodbye on the video and answered the door. The neighbor across the street was at the door and told Daddy he thought the man that lived in the house on the corner had stopped breathing and was dead. Daddy called 911, because the boy didn’t know if anyone had called. The operator told Daddy someone had already called in. Next thing I knew, we heard sirens blaring and then two EMS, two fire trucks, and two police trucks showed up with more flashing lights than I’ve ever seen. Mommy got home and went across the street to comfort our neighbors. We hope and pray our neighbor will survive.