In Memory: Zachary Michael Cruz

I didn't know Zachary. I knew of him, but I didn't know him.

I know his father. I met him in my Education class while I was at Cal. This young man was passionate about the things he was doing, always kind and supportive, wanting to do something to make his place in the world. I tend to be a bit cynical and think, when somebody sits here and says they want to change the world, that they might be a little delusional. I thought this was a young man that could make a difference. I was impressed by him, something I'm often not at first meeting.

He's 27 years old. And today... he's burying his five year old son. My heart just breaks for him. His son was killed crossing a street in Berkeley by a truck (yes, he was with adults at the time). As of this point, a tragic accident - the truck driver did not flee the scene, he was not speeding, he was not under the influence.

All I can think is that this little boy had this wonderful father (as I'm sure Frank was and is) and I'm sure he was just as bright and lively.

There are not words to express how sad I am for Frank and that I know whereever this child has gone onto, he was loved. And will always be remembered.

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