My poor, sweet, little Jenny O.

Jul 11, 2004 10:46

I will be attending a 'viewing' today for Jenny Osorio's husband.

He died last Saturday, July 3rd, near McNary Dam in Hermiston, Oregon (just across the bridge into Oregon from Washington - about 30 - 45 minutes away).


At first they thought he was murdered in his car, the most likely suspect being his brother, of all people.

After the autopsy, and holding his brother for questioning, it was revealed that Luis had shot himself and his brother had removed the gun to attempt to cover up that it was a suicide.

Apparently he was on his cell phone just minutes before shooting himself.

The only conclusion I can come up with that makes any sense, is that he was talking to his brother and telling him what he planned to do and asking him to hide the gun for him.

Hermiston, even speeding, is still a good 30 minutes from Pasco, where they lived. I'm guessing that there was no way that his brother could get to him in time, and attempted to fulfill his brother's wishes and dispose of the gun to make it look as though it wasn't suicide.

I can't begin to imagine what Jenny and her family must be going through.

To be honest I don't want to go to the 'viewing' but I want to be there for Jenny to let her know that I'm here if she needs me.

I will most likely be the only white person in the building, and will probably be the only one there that does not speak Spanish. I am tempted to take someone with me, but on the same note I don't want to bring someone just to watch me cry and hug Jenny (if I can get to her).

I bought a sympathy card on the way home...pausing to look at the congratulations cards that I had been debating between just last week because she is leaving us and moving on to a new job.

She suddenly disappeared off the schedule, but I didn't know until the Wednesday after the incident that it was for any reason other than Jen W. wanting to get her off the schedule on the current payroll.

::sighs quietly::

They are taking donations at both of our hotels to help Jenny and her little daughter, with a picture slipped into the clear plastic box of her deceased 21 year old husband posing with their daughter for a family picture. There was also a thing in the paper for one of the banks taking donations to help send Luis' body back to Mexico.

I hope to make it to the funeral Tuesday, as well...but that sort of depends on how this afternoon goes.
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