first_imgJacksonville lawyer saves toddler from drowning December 15, 2002 Jan Pudlow Associate Editor Regular News Jacksonville lawyer saves toddler from drowning Associate EditorA muddy dog, a spontaneous stop to window shop for new cars, and a quick-thinking lawyer converged to save a 2-year-old boy from drowning.As 36-year-old Patrick Michael Leahy, Jr., a Jacksonville lawyer specializing in maritime law, tells the story, he was pulling into his driveway, returning home from a soccer game with his two boys, ages 7 and 5.Just then, his neighbor ran over to say she was upset that her toddler son had been missing for about 10 minutes.The frantic mother said a neighborhood dog had come to play with the children in the cul-de-sac, and she had stepped into her home for just a moment to ask her husband who owned the dog.The next thing she knew, both her son and the dog were missing. And her husband was driving the car through the neighborhood on a desperate search.Leahy jogged behind the houses, looking in the wooded areas, calling the boy’s name. Without any luck, he returned to the front of his house, feeling worthless. So he jumped on his bike to continue the search.Just then, Leahy saw the dog, all wet and muddy.“It was perfect timing that I happened to go by and see the dog out of the corner of my eye. I was upset at what that may mean, so I jumped off my bike and ran to a pond, about 70 yards by 20 yards.”There in the middle of the still water of the pond, the boy floated.“What ran through my mind was ‘No!’ I sprinted into the water and swam out to get him and pulled him out to land. He was not breathing and his lips were blue.”Leahy summoned up his CPR training he had learned 15 years earlier when he was a deck officer in the U.S. Merchant Marine Academy. Though he had only practiced on mannequins and had never used the training since, he remembered how to give the boy a couple of CPR-style breaths and tried to push the water out of his lungs. He ran to the back door of the closest house and beat on the door. He ran back and turned the boy over and pushed on his back, did a couple more breaths, and sprinted to the front door of the next house, carrying the boy, where the neighbors called 911.He could tell there was water in the boy’s chest and he flipped him over, thinking gravity would help, as he gave more pushes to his lungs.“Just about then, the boy’s father was driving back by the neighborhood and saw me out front with his son. I can only imagine what was going through his mind,” Leahy recalled.“Is he breathing?” the father asked.“Not yet,” Leahy answered, pushing on the boy’s back.Finally, the boy took a breath and struggled.“We kept him turned face down to get water out of his lungs. He took struggled breaths.”In what seemed like an eternity, the ambulance arrived.The mother collapsed to the ground in tears, as a crowd of neighbors gathered.“When the ambulance pulled away, the boy was crying very hard and I told the father that’s a good sign.”Leahy, who has a daughter the same age as the boy, was very upset by the ordeal, too.As he stood in his yard soaking wet and stunned, a responding firefighter said, “I’ll give you some good PR with your kids.” The firefighter walked over to Leahy’s children and said, “You should be proud of your dad today and give him extra hugs.” With that, he turned to Leahy and gave him a wink and a pat on the shoulder before climbing into the fire truck.The next day, the little boy was fully recovered, running around, riding his tricycle.Leahy hugged his own children a little tighter, too.“The boy’s family is really very thankful and very appreciative. The mom did nothing wrong; it’s just one of those things that happens in a split second,” said Leahy, adding how easily it could have happened to his own child.Split-second timing was crucial in saving a life.How unusual, Leahy said, for him to stop and look at new cars on the way home from soccer practice.Yet, if he hadn’t that day, he would have already been inside his house when his neighbor was frantically searching for her son.His last job was in a shipping town in Norway, where he met his wife.When he relayed his rescue story to one of his friends in Norway, his friend said: “See, Mike, now you know why you ended up in Jacksonville.”“Whether you call it fate or a higher power having a hand in the thing, I have really been reflecting on being in the right place at the right time,” Leahy said.last_img read more

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first_img Facebook Twitter Google+ Published on October 11, 2017 at 12:30 am Contact: [email protected] | @jtbloss By the argument’s end, one-half of a man’s white T-shirt was bloodied red. A knife stuck out of a shoulder as he sat waiting for an ambulance. A second man was hurt so badly he could barely limp away.In Detroit’s East English Village neighborhood, a few dozen pairs of eyes saw the altercation, each belonging to the 10-year-old football players practicing across the street. A young Parris Bennett was among them. Detroit made Bennett realize the world is not perfect.“It’s a place where you don’t necessarily want go back and live, but you’re proud you grew up there,” Bennett said. “A lot of trouble can find you even though you try not to (find it). And it always found me. But it made me a lot stronger.”Above Bennett’s bed, on the wall of his apartment just beyond Syracuse’s campus, hangs the street signs from the intersection of Seven Mile and Justine. It’s where he spent his childhood on Detroit’s east side. Since then, Syracuse’s (3-3, 1-1 Atlantic Coast) senior linebacker has outgrown an introverted shell and matured into one of college football’s most prominent defensive presences. Bennett led SU with 110 tackles last season and currently remains on pace to surpass that total this year. In the second year of head coach Dino Babers’ tenure, he’s been entrusted with more coverage duties than ever before.“I just wanted to be someone they know is there but they don’t have to worry about,” Bennett said.AdvertisementThis is placeholder textAndy Mendes | Digital Design EditorHis stepfather, Antonio Kimble, laid the foundation. A self-proclaimed “football fanatic,” Kimble introduced a seven-year-old Bennett to the game when he married Bennett’s mother. Kimble “wasn’t trying to be his dad,” Bennett said, but Kimble’s role as his stepson’s football coach created friction. They two interacted normally off the field but constantly clashed on it.“I was always trying to get him to focus,” Kimble said. “Because when you ain’t working, somebody else is working. He didn’t understand that at a young age.”Their conflict peaked when Bennett was 13. While his team ran disciplinary sprints at practice, those who went hard enough got to stop. Bennett, though, became fed up. He jogged. Kimble noticed. So, Kimble drove home angry, leaving Bennett and his carpool buddies on the field. It was the same field from which Bennett watched the stabbing a few years before. Bennett called his biological father for a ride.Kimble didn’t talk to Bennett that night, but gave him a lesson the next morning that, in retrospect, stretched beyond the gridiron. Kimble needed to see more effort. He wanted Bennett to want to be the best. The two still talk about football in person after every Syracuse game, as well as over the phone two or three days after, once Kimble can watch a recording at home.“You don’t put nothing in the bank,” Kimble told him, “you can’t get nothing out the bank.”Courtesy of Antonio KimbleKimble worked two jobs to help pay Bennett’s tuition at the University of Detroit Jesuit School, which Bennett attended from seventh through 12th grade. He was just one piece of a strong support system that helped guide Bennett through those years. Their family moved to the safer westside, just a few blocks from the school, when Bennett was in ninth grade. But threats still loomed.Walking to practice one afternoon, Bennett noticed two men on the corner approach him. One came closer, flashed a gun and demanded his phone. Bennett handed it over. They asked for more, but he lied and said he only had clothes in his backpack. They let him go.“I never thought the feeling I’d have when a gun came to chest would be more anger than fear,” Bennett said. “I felt like they caught me out here basically not aware of my surroundings.”When Bennett got to school, he alerted authorities. His mother came and offered to take him home. He refused. He wanted to practice. That same mentality of letting nothing sidetrack him translated toward the playing field, his teammate and friend Dillon Dixon said.It was Bennett’s team, said head coach Oscar Olejniczak. Jesuit’s football program had not been to the playoffs in more than a decade. In his senior year, Bennett led the Cubs to a district championship.Alexandra Moreo | Photo EditorBennett did whatever he was told, Olejniczak said, playing wide receiver even though he was a natural linebacker. He did not miss a summer practice. When his shoulder sustained nerve damage early in a rivalry game against Catholic Central, he didn’t tell anyone. Bennett missed a tackle, and his coach thought something was wrong, but Bennett denied he was in pain and refused to leave the game.“He wasn’t a real rah-rah guy, but when he spoke, everybody listened,” Olejniczak said.Teammates, coaches and family all say the same thing of Bennett: he’s “quiet.” You wouldn’t know he’s home unless you sought a conversation with him, Kimble said. His roommate of four years at SU, fellow senior linebacker Jonathan Thomas, still doesn’t know Bennett’s favorite color.Ironically, it was a conversation that got the quiet kid from Detroit to Syracuse. Former linebacker Cameron Lynch hosted Bennett on an unofficial visit. They played video games at Lynch’s house. They talked about the program, facilities, coaching changes and how Lynch came close to leaving the school. The relationships, like the one with Lynch, made Bennett confident in letting SU be his only official visit.As a freshman, Bennett logged just four tackles in eight games. Former SU offensive lineman Rob Trudo often blocked Bennett on scout defense and recalled his ability to take a hit and get right back up.“He was a big reason why we got better,” Trudo said. “Us older guys talked about the guys who were going to be players when they got older. Parris was definitely one of those names.”During his breakout junior year, as Bennett started recording double-digit tackles almost every game, he realized something had to change. Gone were the days of just being another outside linebacker. He had to speak up.“I’ve always just wanted to do my job, stay low,” Bennett said. “I’ve never wanted to be the front or face of anything.“But at the same time, doing my job is also helping others do theirs.”Andy Mendes | Digital Design EditorAt first it was hard, Bennett said. He learned to answer questions from the underclassmen. Senior middle linebacker Zaire Franklin, Bennett’s best friend, who is the first three-time captain SU has seen since 1945, helped him become more vocal. The difference has been so apparent that, at times, Bennett has even checked Franklin.“Even though people respect me and they’ll listen to me, sometimes it’s like, ‘Ah, well, that’s just Zaire,’” Franklin said. “But when you got a guy like Parris who doesn’t really say too much…when he speaks up it just means that much more.”The linebacking corps of Bennett, Franklin and Thomas comprises the Orange’s top three tacklers. Yet Bennett knows he has six or seven games left with them.“It sucks,” he said.But he also knows NFL scouts have asked SU coaches about him. The league enters his mind every day, although he doesn’t discuss it much with family. Bennett says he just needs a camp invite to land on a 53-man roster.The once-quiet kid from Detroit has overcome a lot to become a star linebacker at Syracuse. And those memories of his city stick with him as much as they define him.“My pride is that I’m from there,” Bennett said. “I’m from the place that made me tough.” Commentslast_img read more