[00:00.00]Text Remembering Tracy Bill
[00:06.40]This year,my husband David and I celebrated1 the 22nd birthday
[00:12.75]of a man we had never met.
[00:16.82]His name was Tracy Bill Marsh2,
[00:21.19]a tall handsome young man who worked in a pizza shop.
[00:27.14]Last summer,he was supposed to have been best man at his brother's wedding.
[00:33.99]But on the night of December 8,1992,
[00:39.76]Tracy got off work and stood in the pizza shop's parking lot talking to friends.
[00:48.72]Tracy jumped up on the hood3 of a friend's car,
[00:53.86]as they had done a hundred times before.
[00:58.44]This time,though,Tracy lost his balance and fell.
[01:04.08]His head struck the pavement,hard.
[01:08.23]One of his friends rushed inside to call an ambulance,
[01:13.80]then he phoned Tracy's father,Bill Marsh.
[01:19.15]Bill raced to the hospital,where he was joined by Tracy's mother,Cory.
[01:25.32]She knew from the way the doctors talked there was little hope.
[01:32.16]Tracy had a broken skull--one doctor said he had never seen one so bad.
[01:39.92]Standing next to her son,
[01:43.68]Cory remembered that Tracy had once mentioned organ donation.
[01:50.05]Maybe I can spare another family this sorrow,she thought.
[01:55.80]When the time came,
[01:59.17]she and Bill signed the forms permitting his organs to be taken out.
[02:05.83]Tracy Bill Marsh died the next day.