This month marks the fifty-fourth anniversary of a tragic event and I have never forgotten the victim. My mother's notation on an old class picture reminded me of the date.
I can't tell you what she liked to play or how many siblings she had. I don't know her favourite food or what she watched on television. My childhood memory of her isn't specific now, having been dimmed by time, but losing her suddenly out of our class made an impression on me. I remember her blond hair and how we played outside school and sang in the school choir together. She was in my class pictures in the early grades and I have never forgotten her sweet face.
Her name was Annie Merner and she was ten years old.
In January of 1964, Annie was walking along Topsail Road, Newfoundland where she lived and was killed by a hit and run driver. To my knowledge, the case was never solved.
Over the years, I have thought of her often. Annie missed so many wonderful events, opportunities and experiences. She missed out on her life!
Somewhere out there is a person who hit a ten year old child and left her to die on the side of the road. Maybe that person is long gone now too.
However I keep Annie in my heart.