Dad….
I'd like to give a little background on me, not to excuse my mistake, but to shed light on how I
got to where I am. In 2017 my father passed. Two months later the Tubbs fire erupted. My first
instinct as a bus operator was to get to work and figure out where I was needed. My directive
that morning was to head to Sutter Hospital and await further instruction. Upon arriving, my bus
was loaded with patients. I was not told where to take them, I instinctively drove them to the
Vets Center. I did two more trips that morning, all the while driving around my neighborhood
knowing my house was lost to the fire. I was offered EAP and I declined. In 2018 I worked the
fires in North County, and in 2019 I worked the West County fires. That same year I worked the
2019 West County floods. Not long after that my mother passed. Again, I was offered EAP and
I politely declined. Not long after both of my grandparents passed, I was very close to them as they had
helped raise me. Most recently my brother, who I was very close to, passed. Last August, my
wife and I, who have been together for ten years, separated. Again, and again, I was offered
assistance and I decline
I’m lost.