End of Watch: Wednesday, March 11, 2015

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Almost 10 years ago, Misty and I made the decision to pack up and move to Nicholasville with a 2-year-old and new born twins. The decision was not easy and we were wondering if we would ever be able to make the move. But it finally came to be and in March of 2005 we moved. Left our friends and church in Richmond to move closer to some family to help with the kids. Twins can a hand full so you look for all of the help you can get.
I wish I could say the move was easy. I wish I could say we never regretted moving. But that wouldn’t be the truth. The first couple of years was very hard. We didn’t know anyone. Wasn’t involved in anything. I worked in Lexington and Misty didn’t work for a while after moving. We had some friends at church but it still wasn’t home. In fact once I took a job back in Richmond, we looked at moving back. In fact, we were happy to think about moving back. We even went house shopping. But we were kind of locked in to our house we just bought and then the housing crash took any value of moving away from us.
It was disappointing. It was hard. But we stuck it out. Finally when Colby hit first grade something happened. Something changed.
Colby started scouts. We started making new friends. We changed churches. We made friends. We changed churches again. We made more friends. Misty started working for the schools after working at Southland Christian. We made even more friends. Nicholasville was starting to finally feel like home. It finally started to feel right.
But things happen when you make friends. You get to know them. And as you get to know them, you start considering them family. And the more people you know, the greater possibility of tragedy happens.
We saw that this morning. A former scout leader from our pack and husband of a coworker of Misty, was involved in a car wreck this morning. He didn’t make it.
Burke leaves behind a wife and three kids. Kids who I have went camping with and been involved in other scouting activities with. The youngest son is the same age as our twins so our scout dens did stuff together.
When you see your wife or your husband or your kids again. Give them a big hug. Tell them you love them. Always tell them.
It’s been hard. It’s not been an easy day. Misty has told me the same thing. Everyone at her work has been in a daze all day. You just don’t know what to think. You think that stuff like this only happens to other people. You never know how long you have on this earth. You never know what tomorrow will hold.
I have had to experience this way too often this year. The death of a 13-year-old daughter of a good friend of mine. My dad’s first cousin. And now a friend of ours from Nicholasville. Our home.

  • Jeremy Cornett

    Darrell, It is in tragedy that we often recognize the things we have had, currently have, and what a blessing those around us actually are to our lives. Burke was an incredible servant, through military service, police service and in serving our kids so selflessly through scouting (both he and his wife). I am heartbroken today. Praying for the family that Peace and Comfort fill their home in the immediate future and as they carry on in Burke’s absence. Thank you for your words and thank you for being a friend to our family over the years!

  • Thanks Jeremy. You and your family have been a blessing to us just in your testimonies. Burke was an incredible servant.