A football prospect for the NFL who died in a car accident on Saturday morning wrote a sad last post just hours before he died.
Police say a speeding car killed 24-year-old Khyree Jackson and two of his friends. Jackson was picked up by the Minnesota Vikings in the NFL draft not long ago.
Police confirmed early Saturday morning that Jackson, the cornerback, and Hazel, the driver, were both pronounced dead at the scene. Hazel was Jackson’s high school teammate.
Anthony Lytton Jr., a fellow passenger and teammate, was rushed to the hospital but later pronounced dead as well.
On Friday, Jackson posted a 10-slide Instagram carousel with pictures from his life, including ones of him at Vikings practice, along with the message “Mmmhmmm.”
Jackson also posted pictures of himself smiling on a beach with two parrots, flexing with a lizard, and taking selfies in front of a mirror to show off his stylish clothes.
In a picture in the post comparing “dreamers” and “doers,” a group of people labeled as “dreamers” watch a man labeled as a “doer” surf a huge wave.
Jackson really was a “doer.”
TMZ said that the football star started college at Fort Scott Community College after graduating from Dr. Henry Wise Jr. High School. He worked his way up and went on to play for the Oregon Ducks and the Alabama Crimson Tide.
Oregon Live said that Jackson’s best season so far was 2023, which made him the best cornerback for the Ducks.
They picked the cornerback, who is 24 years old, in the fourth round of the 2024 NFL draft.
“The news of Khyree Jackson’s death after an overnight car accident breaks our hearts,” the Vikings said in a statement.
“The Minnesota Vikings have talked to Khyree’s family and offered their support while we look into the matter further.”
“We have also communicated the news to Vikings players, coaches and staff and have offered counseling for those who need emotional support.”
“Our hearts go out to Khyree’s family, friends, teammates, coaches, and all the other people who died in this terrible accident.”
Jackson had “contagious energy” that made the other players want to play.
“The news of this breaks my heart.” “Khyree’s energy spread through our building and team,” O’Connell said in a statement.
“His teammates liked him right away because he was sure of himself and had a great personality.” While we were together, it was clear that Khyree was going to become a great professional football player. But what really impressed me was how much he wanted to be the best person he could be for his family and the people around him.
“I don’t know what to say. Khyree’s family, friends, teammates, and coaches are in my thoughts and prayers.
Around 3 a.m. Saturday, Jackson was riding in a Dodge Charger with two former teammates when a fast-moving Infiniti pulled out in front of them.
Police say that after getting hit, the Charger went off the road to the right and hit several tree stumps.
From what the police say, the Infiniti also hit a Chevrolet Impala.
The driver of the Impala, Cori Clingman, and the two people in her car were not hurt. Neither was the driver of the Infiniti.
After the investigation, charges have not yet been made.
I Helped a Disabled Man at the Restaurant Where I Worked and He Changed My Life
I had been working at this fast-food joint in a mall for a couple of years. You’d think I had seen it all by then, but the other day, something happened that really shook me. I’m Jamie, and this is the story of how an encounter with an old man in a wheelchair unexpectedly changed my life.
It was a typical busy afternoon, the kind where you barely have time to catch your breath. I was rushing from table to table, balancing trays and dodging kids running around.
A fast food joint in a shopping mall | Source: Midjourney
That was when I saw him: an old man in a wheelchair. He looked lost and anxious, clutching a dead cell phone like it was his last lifeline. He started asking people for help, but most ignored him or looked uncomfortable.
You know how people get when they think someone might ask them for something: money or time, who knows? The commotion caught the attention of Mr. Hughes, our manager. Mr. Hughes was all about keeping the customers happy and the noise level down, and he didn’t look pleased.
An elderly man in a wheelchair in a shopping mall | Source: Midjourney
“Jamie, can you deal with that?” he said, nodding toward the old man. “We can’t have him disturbing the customers.”
I felt a knot in my stomach. The elderly fellow clearly needed help, and it didn’t seem right to just throw him out. “I’ll handle it, Mr. Hughes. Just give me a minute,” I replied, hoping I wasn’t making a mistake.
Soon afterward, I approached the old man, who looked like he was on the verge of tears. “Hello, Sir. I’m Jamie. Do you need some help?”
A restaurant server guy talks to an elderly man in a wheelchair | Source: Midjourney
His eyes lit up with a mix of hope and relief. “Yes, please. My name is Mr. Thompson. I came here with my granddaughter, Emily, but we got separated. My phone died, and I have no way to contact her.”
I nodded, feeling a pang of sympathy. “Don’t worry, Mr. Thompson. We’ll figure this out. You can use my phone to call her.”
I handed him my phone, and he fumbled with it briefly before dialing. When Emily picked up, I could hear the panic in her voice even though I was standing a few feet away.
A worried young woman talking on her phone in a shopping mall | Source: Midjourney
“Grandpa! Where are you? I’ve been looking everywhere!” she cried.
Mr. Thompson’s voice shook as he answered, “I’m at the food court, dear. Jamie here is helping me.”
I took the phone from him gently. “Hi, Emily. I’m Jamie. We’re going to help your grandfather find you. Where are you right now?”
“I’m near the entrance by the big fountain. I was just about to call for help,” she said, her voice still shaky.
“Stay there. We’ll come to you. It’s going to be okay,” I assured her.
A restaurant server guy talking on his phone | Source: Midjourney
I handed the phone back to Mr. Thompson and gave him a reassuring smile. “Let’s get you to that fountain.”
As we started our way through the crowded mall, I took the handles of Mr. Thompson’s wheelchair, navigating through the sea of people. Along the way, I tried to make small talk to keep him calm. “So, Mr. Thompson, how often do you come to the mall?”
He chuckled softly. “Not very often, Jamie. This was supposed to be a special outing with Emily. We were going to have lunch and maybe do some shopping. My wife and I used to come here all the time before she passed.”
A restaurant server wheels an elderly disabled man through a shopping mall. | Source: Midjourney
“I’m sorry to hear about your wife,” I said, glancing down at him. “She must have been a wonderful person.”
“She was,” he nodded, his eyes misting over. “We were married for fifty years. She was my rock. Emily reminds me so much of her. Kind, thoughtful, always putting others first. Just like you, Jamie.”
I felt a lump in my throat. “Thank you, Mr. Thompson. That means a lot.”
A loving elderly couple hugging outdoors | Source: Midjourney
As we continued walking, Mr. Thompson told me more about his life. He shared stories of his late wife, their travels, and how proud he was of Emily. It was clear how much he adored her.
Listening to him, I felt a profound sense of connection and gratitude. Here was a man who had lived a full life, and his stories were a reminder of the importance of family and kindness.
We finally reached the fountain, and I saw Emily scanning the crowd frantically. The moment she spotted us, her face lit up, and she ran towards us.
A fountain in a shopping mall | Source: Midjourney
“Gramps!” she shouted, tears streaming down her face.
Mr. Thompson’s face broke into a smile, and I could see the relief washing over him. “Emily, thank goodness.”
They hugged tightly, and for a moment, I just stood there, feeling like I was witnessing something truly special.
Emily turned to me, tears in her eyes. “Thank you so much, Jamie. I don’t know what we would have done without you.”
I shrugged, feeling a bit embarrassed by the attention. “I’m just glad I could help.”
A young woman hugging her grandfather in a wheelchair in a shopping mall | Source: Midjourney
As she spoke, I couldn’t help but notice how Emily’s eyes sparkled with gratitude. Her smile was warm and genuine, and there was an undeniable connection between us.
We exchanged a look that felt like we had known each other for years, not just a few minutes. It was one of those rare moments where you feel an instant bond with someone.
Just then, Mr. Hughes appeared, having followed us to see how things turned out. He looked a bit sheepish.
A restaurant server guy talks to a woman in a shopping mall | Source: Midjourney
“Jamie, I owe you an apology. I shouldn’t have been so quick to dismiss Mr. Thompson. You handled the situation wonderfully. Thank you for stepping in.”
I nodded, feeling a sense of pride. “Thanks, Mr. Hughes. I’m just glad everything worked out.”
Mr. Thompson looked up at me, his eyes filled with gratitude. “Jamie, you’ve done more than you know. Thank you for your kindness.”
As Emily and Mr. Thompson left the mall, I watched them go, feeling a deep sense of fulfillment. It wasn’t every day that you made such a difference in someone’s life.
A restaurant server guy is pictured talking to his manager | Source: Midjourney
A few days later, I found myself thinking about Emily and the connection we had during that brief interaction. Gathering my courage, I decided to call her and check in on Mr. Thompson.
“Umm… Hi, Emily. It’s Jamie from the food court. I just wanted to see how your grandfather is doing.”
“Oh, hi, Jamie! Gramps is doing great, thanks to you. He hasn’t stopped talking about how you saved the day,” she replied, her voice warm and friendly.
A man is smiling while talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney
We ended up talking for hours, sharing stories and laughter. The conversation flowed easily, and I felt a growing connection with her. After a while, I plucked up the courage and asked, “Emily, would you like to grab a coffee sometime? I’d love to hear more about you and your grandfather.”
She sounded delighted. “I’d love that, Jamie. How about this weekend?”
“Works for me,” I replied before hanging up the call.
A loving couple on a coffee date in a café | Source: Midjourney
On our first date, we went to a cozy little café near the mall. The place was perfect, with soft music playing in the background and the aroma of fresh coffee filling the air.
As we sat there, sipping our drinks, Emily smiled and said, “I can’t believe how we met. It feels like fate, doesn’t it?”
I nodded, feeling a warmth spread through me. “It really does. I’m so glad we found each other.”
Luckily, our coffee date turned into many more dates. We found ourselves sharing more about our lives, dreams, and pasts.
A couple enjoying while exploring the city together | Source: Midjourney
Over time, our bond grew stronger. We spent countless hours together, exploring the city, laughing over silly jokes, and sharing quiet moments.
Emily was everything I could have hoped for; she was kind, caring, and full of life. I cherished every moment we spent together.
One evening, after a particularly wonderful day out, I turned to Emily and said, “You know, meeting you and your grandfather has been one of the best things that ever happened to me.”
A couple sharing a kiss at the beach | Source: Midjourney
She took my hand, her eyes glistening. “Me too, Jamie. That day at the mall brought us together, and I’m so grateful for it.”
I squeezed her hand, a smile tugging at my lips. “It’s incredible how one small act can change everything. I never expected that moment to lead to this.”
Her eyes sparkled with emotion. “Exactly. It just shows the power of a little kindness.”
Mr. Thompson’s need for help that day not only reunited him with his granddaughter but also brought Emily and me together. It was a powerful reminder that kindness can spark unexpected connections, forever changing lives.
A couple spending time with their elderly grandfather | Source: Midjourney
Leave a Reply