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06-11-07, 11:44 PM
I'm new to the forums but I'm not really a cyclist. My best friend Vikki and my very dear friend Arti's 2 year anniversary of their death is coming up (June 20th) and I typed in Veronique Archer (Vikki - Girl) and I found a whole thread dedicated to her and her boyfriend (who had become my dear friend instantly) Arthur Ashe (Arti, or Duuuuude as I called him), here on this website. I couldn't believe so many people took time out of their busy lives to talk about them or rather their profound hatred of the man that killed them ... but I'm urging you not to hate him. Vikki wouldn't hate him ... She wouldn't only feel sorry for him. It's hard not to, believe me, but the way her sister Nathalie explained it to me made me feel very different. She told me that he didn't kill them on purpose. Yes, he did shoot up with heroin and get behind the wheel of a car but he didn't kill them on purpose, he just made a very, very stupid and irresponsible decision - a decision this man will have to live with the rest of his life. Thinking of it this way, made me feel better. I haven't forgiven him yet, but you can't move on if you hold on to so much hate, therefore for Vikki and Arti, I decided to pity him instead of hating him.
Vikki loved riding her bike and back in high school if she could have rode her bike to school she would have. To do that it would have taken her about four hours to get to school, maybe longer, since we were indeed St. A's kids, so she took the bus and hated it as we all did. She was a very kind soul and she did what she wanted to do no matter how difficult it seemed. For a long time I hated bikes and cycling and all of that because I just blamed everything on their deaths. I'm trying to get over that now and my father and I are getting our bikes fixed up so we can go for rides, but only on side streets, no major highways for us!
The only real reason I'm here is because I saw the article posted on here. I have read this article one million times, and to this day, sometimes when I read it I think it's not real; like it's some bad dream I can't wake up from. I guess when I see people voice their own opinions I feel like I should say thank you because Vikki and Arti cannot. They were two very amazing people and she lived life every day as if it was her last and she taught me to do the same. I thank her and Arti for their friendship as well as I thank you for recognizing them.
"La Vie Dansante!" my friends, "La Vie Dansante!"
Vikki loved riding her bike and back in high school if she could have rode her bike to school she would have. To do that it would have taken her about four hours to get to school, maybe longer, since we were indeed St. A's kids, so she took the bus and hated it as we all did. She was a very kind soul and she did what she wanted to do no matter how difficult it seemed. For a long time I hated bikes and cycling and all of that because I just blamed everything on their deaths. I'm trying to get over that now and my father and I are getting our bikes fixed up so we can go for rides, but only on side streets, no major highways for us!
The only real reason I'm here is because I saw the article posted on here. I have read this article one million times, and to this day, sometimes when I read it I think it's not real; like it's some bad dream I can't wake up from. I guess when I see people voice their own opinions I feel like I should say thank you because Vikki and Arti cannot. They were two very amazing people and she lived life every day as if it was her last and she taught me to do the same. I thank her and Arti for their friendship as well as I thank you for recognizing them.
"La Vie Dansante!" my friends, "La Vie Dansante!"