Kory Laos 5/6/1992 - 5/4/2007
Last Updated on 29 April 2009 Written by Scott Laos
Kory Loas was tragically killed on 05-4-07 in a car-bicycle accident. Two days before his 15th birthday.
Kory and seven of his best friends were all riding together that night. They were down by the University of Arizona where there is lots of riding area and concrete.
This accident put us on a mission to have a freestyle BMX bicycle park built here in Tucson, AZ. Within Arizona, Phoenix has 4, Flagstaff and Prescott each have one and Tucson which is the second largest city, does not have any.
Sue Ferguson, Family Friend and Neighbor was the charge nurse on duty at University Medical Center (UMC), the night Kory was brought in. She wrote a poem for Kory that was handed out at Kory's funeral. It reads:
May 6, 2007
It's your birthday young Kory, though you aren't here to play
We celebrate your life, on your most special day
From the time you were toddling, to the midst of your teens
We celebrate those days, and each one in between
You were so full of zest and a spirit of fun
You never would walk, if you could possibly run
You ran like the wind, at each new soccer match
You were nearly unbeatable, impossible to catch
With a snub nose and brown hair, wide eyes and quick grin
Looking innocent no matter what trouble you're in
You'de say: "Trouble - who me?? - Oh no, no, no, no!"
Then full of more mischief, once more off you'de go
A bit of a dare-devil, you were as a rule,
Like leaping from a roof to the Ferguson pool
And if something had wheels, like your cycle so small
Bikes, skateboards and blades - Well you just loved 'em all
You took after your Dad, cuz you're funny and smart
Taking life by the horns - short of height, big of heart
Like your Mom you were gentle, and tender and kind
To all of God's creatures, the many you'de find
Oh your brother and you would fight once in awhile
But your forever buddy, was your big brother Kyle
You used to tag along, although rarely a pest
With Kyle and his pals - they thought you were the best!
Too many to count, but they always were there
Your loyalty was strong, you knew how to have fun
From the wee hours of morning: 'til the day was long done
All your like you were loved - for your spirit and wits
By Anita and Danny, and of course Uncle Fritz
Grandparents, Aunt sue, and more beyond measure
Thought of your life, as God's greatest treasure
But to hold you down Kory - might as well hold the wind
You were doing what you loved, right up to the end
We honor that Kory - and it is our belief
You're still right here with us, in our pain and our grief
But somehow we think, you are shouting "Please see -
See ME everybody - I can fly - I AM FREE!!!"
And this we know Kory - we'll look up at the moon
And you'll peddle right past us - one day, someday soon
You will fill up the heavens, like a great shining star
You illumine our lives, with the light that you are
We'd say "Kory - rest easy", but that isn't your way
So have fun up in heaven - We'll be with you someday.