[ooyala code=”QxeW80YjofmWbF8cqZ_zHLzb8FvK8Aml” player_id=”55ce3a06495346ddb20768902d1e991c”]When news of a body found inside a car in the parking lot at a Chesapeake Walmart broke last week, many feared there was something sinister behind the woman’s death.
Some were relieved to find the death was not suspicious, but an unfortunate homeless woman who died of natural causes.
The story ended there for many. Not for me.
I didn’t know Barbara Harrell personally, but for a moment I did put myself in her shoes. How alone must she have felt? How did she end of up there? Was the lining in the trunk of the car she slept in the last thing she saw? Did she even know she was dying?
Harrell was 60-years-old. Certainly this wasn’t the life she had imagined for herself when she was my age, 28.
Her death got me thinking about how quickly life can change, for better or for worse.
Surely, somebody out there knew her story. Was she a good person? Would people care that she was gone?
Tonight at 11, I’ll share a story with you that will answer many of those questions. And just maybe her death won’t be in vain.
