Donate to Restore Jonathan's Dream Car, and freedom

2024 was supposed to be the best year of our liifes. Unfortunately that was the farthest from the truth. I suffered life threatening injuries when I was in a horrible accident and knocked into a maple syrup condenser with a finished product of 115 degrees. Sustaing superficial burns to face along with severe burns to eyes and face 1st, 2nd, 3rd degree burns to my left and right arms. 1 burn so bad they wanted to amputate my left arm. Me being me, said no way in hell. Rolling the dice bacteria got the better of me. The wound shortly developed into a staph infection and becoming gang green. 9 days in ICU with a 0% chance of living. Mabey, I should have amputated the arm. but the blood was already infected ,anyway. Only bringing my odds of survival to 16%. It was up to the Big Guy upstairs. With no regrets, It was just a time will tell kind of thing. With plastic surgery on board and skin graphs being completed to my left arm to seal the wound, being pumped full of iv fluids and 2 of the world's strongest antibiotics. My body and organs and blood work showed a glimmer of hope. I still didn't want any visitors, none! Nobody even knew except for me, my best friend and my son Jonathan. Well at 15years old, 6'3 175 lbs he walked right into Dartmouth like he owned the place. Walked in my ICU room I was dying in. I just didn't know it or I wouldn't accept my own fate. Jonathan took one look around started filing the machines filtering and cleaning my blood. My chart on white board. Nurses came in to see who just blew threw security on the locked floor to find him hugging me and both of us embracing each other. I tried as long as I could to continue our visit but I just laid my head down and admired and thanked God for such a beautiful boy. I started pasing out from lack of strength. The nurses and Dr's explained that they were very sorry and I wasn't gonna make it through my injuries. Jonathan smiled and said you obviously don't know my Dad, he's got a heart of a lion crying and laughing at the same time. Jonny called me everyday after he got home off of the bus. 5 or 6 days later I called my Son's Principal and told him. I was picking Jonny up and I needed to talk to him privately. The arrangements were made. I talked to Jonny. he was overwhelmed with happiness and greatfulness. I said I told you I'd never let u down buddy , it's not gonna start now, or ever. See you at 2:33, Bubba. I picked Jonny up at 2:33 he couldn't believe his eyes, as he ran up to his car. We just looked at each other and smiled.

I got out and said you need some driving hours bud. You got your log? He replied of course! I got out of the drivers seat so he could hop in. Man it was so good to see him and embrace this giant little boy of mine. As he got in adjusted mirrors steering wheel and all the settings. I asked him what he wanted to do on his weekend. And VT got slammed with 5ft. Of fresh snow yesterday He said let's go up to Vermont and snowmobiling. My best friend owns a beautiful peacefiull privste beautiful farm right next to the main corridor. I pretty much already knew the answer. So I had already got everything in place for him Dad style. We had a awesome Friday. and weekend. Cooking dinner together, snugglig up near the wood stove with his new pup Sox. He Ripped all night till dark. We fininshed it off with a bon fire, and some tunes. .Jonny exhausted me using all strength in my body to put my pain in a box and fake my super dad power it was a blessing that he gave me a hug and a kiss. Said good night see u in the morning when I knew deep down inside how tired he was mentally, physically and mentally. I was right with him. Saturday afternoon was quickly there. He came down all geared up and ready to rock I got up early to go get another 28 gallons of gas , snacks chocolate milk and burger's and dog's for the grill for lunch. Well Saturday was gone in a flash . I snoozed in the bob house with the pup most of the Day while Jonny shredded on 400 plus private acres in the Pristine Vermont Green Moutain adjacent to Mount Okemo. We finished the beautiful night off with a giant bon fire, a little country music and throwing snowballs to Sockos. We made some smores and called it a night with tomorrow being the same exact plan except we had to do some homework , showers and get ready for school coming up Monday. My body was so out of touch with the real world time. Jonny didn't want the wrekemd to end and neither did I. I told him bud.... we got to get Rolling.. he said Dad it's April vacation I have no school tomorrow and then you drop me off to Mom, and I don't get to see you for 15 consecutive days. My heart sank as he welled up with tears and broke down begging me not to let him go back to his mother. Well the words I never though I would hear came out of my Son's mouth.. they found thier mark like a heat seeking missile into my heart. Jonathan wasn't 100% convinced I was gonna make it and live. He knew the sacrifice, pain devistation I had locked in a box, and threw away the key. Not realizing I had made the same little man a leader a warrior that I had taught, bu my actions. I didn't realize Jomathan had the same streanth, I did. I didnt at such a young age. Amyone who knew me when I was a kid knew exactly how I handled my internal pain. I never took him for granted. I just underestimated such a caring ,kind hearted little boy. But there was one thing I didn't put together. My Son was a GRODIN. Not only a Grodim but the last of thr Grodins. I had no intention on doing so but he possessed the streanth that I never taught him. The strength and ability to take all that pain all the lies, deception, poison, dirty secrets, manipulation, the horrendous acts or cowardisisim, take all that lock it down throw away the key for it never to be opened. A tremendous amount of stress and strength! All my job was as a Dad was to protect my son, to love and cherish, not do the things my father did to me. Many know exactly what I'm talking about. Many dont. But thats alright because that's what made me the man I am today. All I wanted was for Jonathan to become himself, find his own person, to love deeply, not hate, love school, like he does, excell at his tasks, I'm his biggest cheerleader. The streangh and mental challenge to hold and cage all those demons that he hid from everone, Jonny had held in the deepest darkest secrets, pain and loss. I couldn't even fathom the streanth it took to hold all that hatred and anger in. The two most dangerous words in the world. From his own family disowning him. The confusion, school bullies, poor advise from councelors, the let downs from our public schools, backstabbing friends and a very poisonous relationship with his own mother.... This was so painfull on top of the thought of him loosing me to injuries that should have never happened. I mean how in the hell could this all happen and unravel so fast when this was supposed to be the best year of our lives... The one thing I never thought Jonny going through had been manifesting since the age of 5 years old. Jonathan is my true hero. He fought so hard and buried all the demons he had to appease everyone else except for him self. True sacrifice. So un-selfish. Well, it all finally came to light. Mental illness between our generations, and what our children endure today is sickening to even speak about. Our country has never been more divided. Hatred has never reared its dirty face so hard. The lack of humanity, the question marks kids have today, sick mentally ill people hurting our children in the worst ways imaginable. Jonny finnally came to grips and spilled it all every detail every secret, every deep dark piece of poison he stowed away in his steel box threw away the key. All that pain since he was 5 how is is this possible. How did I fail so huge. I cried and cry everday in his missery. He finally found a way to unleash the beast that had burdened him for so long. I kick and beat myself down so hard. I feel like a complete failure. I came so close to loosing everything. I mean everything. Anyone who knows me. My son is my all, my world. It's why I'm here. Why I have battled so hard. He is my driving force. The reason I lived.. As I write this I sob like a baby, a child who lost his dog, his brother, his brothers, best friends..... I sit here grieving for a son who is not gone, and still alive. But I grieve and endure pain I've only felt burying my best of friends. I grieve the same for Jonathan as I grieved for the many that have left us way too soon. As many of you know, I've known true loss, defeat, agony, true pain and suffering. Those are the cards thst I was dealt. I'm not asking for another deck. I wouldn't change a thing. No Regrets none. Not too many people can say that but its true. Because the saying what doesn't kill us makes us stronger. I couldn't agree more. In a nut shell I brought my son back to Dartmouth the same Hospital i just walked out of with them only giving me 27% chance of survival. Well you sure dont go into battle saying your gonna loose, cause you will. Positive thoughts. equals positive results. Just because they are medical Dr's, doesnt mean they graduated top of thier class so Jonny spent the entire spring and summer receiving the help he needed, and I spent the summer working on my body, my mind, my soul preparing for the mental battle of almost loosing my son on my watch. I have completed my task with 110% efficiency. Thinking and praying everyday for the lord to guide and give my son the streanth and guidance to show him the way. To sacrifice my life for his. Such a easy prayer for me. I would sacrifice my life for anyone of my friends. In the blink of an eye. Nobody would say differently. My family especially my mom has been through this summers journey of hell doing the best she could never leaving my side as I never left my sons and gave him 110% to sleeping I'm my Truck to .skipping meals to feed our pup. I saw my son everyday, every single day. I never left his side. Every dollar I had. ever saved was gone. I was officially poor. Not exactly homeless because I did have a roof over my head. All I had left were credit cards. We all know who wins that game... Well that wasn't important. My son didn't need to know. All he needed to know was that we were gonna get through this storm and do it together. Team Grodin! Me and Jonny, played chess, came up with plans, goals. He kew we , he would be ok I wasnt leaving his side. I wasnt going to let him down as so many have. I was living out of shelters, food pantries, bought a membership to planet fitness to hit the heavy bag and work out for a few hrs. A dollar a month for health. Exercise, and a hot shower. How can u beat that? Don't ever ask yourself can it get worse, because you just jinksed yourself. Its called life. Its a roller coaster buckle up. I realized life wasn't fair while visiting a dear family friend and carring family of my sons dearest friend who was fighting for his life and battling cancer. To seeing others faiding away from cancer, old age. To top it off I burdied my Dad June 4th. Me and our dog headed down to the Cape to lay my Dad to resy next to my beloved brother Jonathan Michael Grodin. Not knowing how i was gonna get through it. I had to leave my sons side to do what i was called on to do. The task of the oldest Son. I buried another family friend that lost his battle with cancer, I buried one of my best friends Bill . All lived life to the fullest and fought the good fight every day. There is so much I haven't told or haven't expressed but I feel like I've lost, the fight of my life. God knows ive got my ass kicked im. Im a man. I bleed, i hurt, i cry. I'm lost. I'm Sad, depressed, disappointed in the system my lawyers, the corrupt courts, judges, cops, the poison of this world. All I wanted was for my son to be the happiest little boy because that's what our kids deserve, as parents that's what our job is. To give 1110%. Fight the good fight. Fight for our children, all of them,for humanity, our Beautiful Country the USA. Be the opposition to let the bullies and tyrants we can't be or won't be taken advantage of any more, walked on and spit on. Show a force of strength. Sacrivice, love, dedication, loyalty, honesty,, and integrity is all we have. It's what I call my Orthos. I will die by those terms my contract with the lord. My contract with my fellow neighbor, my friends, family, acquaintances, and fellow believers. A very generous gift was given to my son from a very dear familyfriend, A very kind neighbor whom has traveled this horrible nightmare right along side of me. Knowing Jonathan was soon going to get his license. A Junior in high school. Impossible.How, is this possible. When they say time fies they weren't lying lol. Where does the time go? MJ donated a Lincoln MKZ AWD to my Son.

Unbelievable, he was so excitred he couldn't sit still for a minute. A kids 1st car, Holly molly what a blessing.! Yes it needed work, a lot of work as it ended up. But with help of friends , community and Kingsley's automotive out of franklin. The goal of getting this emerald beauty on the road wasn't a pipe dream it became reality. Every Dollar my son saved from working so hard with me through summers commercial finishing to plowing 75% of our NH snowstorms. Going above and beyond shoveling the elderly's porches, always helping clean off car he made thousands in tips alone. A great hard work ethic is hard to find in kids these days. But Jonathhas been by my side since 3 years old. Up on a roof 40ft. Off the ground, picking up job sites, nails. Stacking lumber, being my cut man helping me do layout. To installing mailboxes, fixing rock walls, building decks, stairs. Siding, roofing ,digging ponds. Wells, septic systerms. Kid is not scared of hard work. Thats for sure. As a surprise to him getting through this summer I replaced both front and rear windshields fixed the sun roof. New altinator, timing chain, front end bumper and shroud. New fog lights, low beams and head beams. 6 bulbs, 2 new relays bulbs alone were $150.00 a piece x 6 I had no idea they were the most expensive bulbs made for US Cars. Jonny even tried to find them on line cheaper. Well wth the coupons,and my Dad's Military discount they were $151.00 a piece with no tax NH. We spent $2,000.00 on new tires alone with road Hazzard package. We still have the new winter tires and rims, those also have the road side hazard package. New stainless steel tranmission lines, 50,000 mile warranty on overhuled transmission, tranny flush, synthetic tranny linefilters cabin filter in lines, oil changes, tire rotations , every pannel was fixed to the best of my ability. Refastened all wheel wells, put on rain guards. New wires, plugs K and N air filter. The thing was a gem. Nicest car I've ever been in. It was a limousine.

at where it was connected by the anchor wire. All airbags were deployed. Hardest hit I've ever taken.

Seeing stars trying to bring my heart rate down, and gain my bearings. Tasting my own blood. Not knowing the extent of my injuries. As I began to gain my bearings and look around cell phone out of reach. It was up to me to get out of the car. I could smell fuel. I grabbed my knife with my left hand. Left arm damaged not broken I cut my seatbelt off, because my right arm was shattered and unable to reach the actual buckle. As I went to move my legs I couldn't. I realized I wasnt going anywhere with my right leg up over my head sticking out the sunroof.

That's when I knew. I was in deep shit. Praying the car didn't catch fire. Well that's exactly what happened. A electrical fire broke out under the dash and caught my leg on fire.

I screamed at the top of my lungs hep my for what seemed like hours.well it was 3 hrs later I was found by neighbors. They called 911 tried to keep me calm and warm and from passing out and loosing conciseness. Well I was in and out. Finally the troops arrived so I owe a huge thanks to them over 30 2st responders tkk over 4 hrs with the jaws of life to cut me out.

They ran out of pain mess. Med flight on route called off because of heavy crosswinds. Now I was being transported to spring field hospital in springfield Vermont. I wouldn't bring my dog there. It's a Death factory. I wasnt having it they transported me to Dartmouth again. I woke up September 10th at 130 pm. To a team of Dr's. Surgeons, nurses, and police officers. They told me if I was less of a man or driving less of a car we wouldn't be having this conversation.

Well I died September 9th on the surgical table. I went into cardiac arrest. I also died again September 10th at 10:02. They didn't expect me to survive the night on the 9th my injuries were so horrible. Let's just say I'm lucky to be alive. I can't see well. I can't speak well. It's gonna be a very trying long road of recovery again for me and my Son. Jonny's doing good. That im very blessed for. I had my last surgery today to stabilize my body. Writing this is like reliving a nightmare the worst nightmare ever except it's reality. This has taken me 9 days to write. With one left arm and 1 left hand with my phone in a stand. But I promised Jonny I would gettterdone!! My injuries include severe head and brain trauma. TBI,PTSD, fractured TBI, BROKEN TEETH, dislocated jaw. One eye will never e the same burns on my face both hands. Still pulling shards of glass out still to today. Severe damage to left eye more facial burns. Right temple tbi joint fractured. Right wrist broken. Right forearm shattered compound fractured 3 pieces held together by two titanium rods and unknown number of screws. Torn labrum, broken clavicle, shattered ribs, torn ac joint dislocated right shoulder. Torn labrum torn rotator cuff massive black eyes. Giant racoon lol. Shattered right pelvis. Pelvis socket. 6 fractured vertebrae herniated disks fractured spine. Compound fractured in 4 places right femur secured with 4 pieces of titanium rods unknown screws. Dislocated right femur . Fractured femur socket reinforced with titanium bulb. Femur head reinforced with titanium. Strong bones break hard. Everything torn in right hip including labrum. Basically a whole new right leg and hip. Still not weight bearing and gonna be another 6 to 8 weeks on that leg. Compound fractures to tibia and tibia now titanium rods and unknown screws. Right ankle was so destroyed they were foing to amputate but they replaced the whole entire ankle with a dead man's ankle who passed and donated his life to science. I have special blood AB Poitive so I can accept anything and I can get any kind of blood I underwent 3 blood transfusions. The right ankle is brand new just not mine crazy 28 bones over a 100 muscles, tendons and ligaments. The guy was of similar size stature height except he was a 12" ft. Instead of a 11 1/2. Reinforced with titanium sleeve to connect new ankle unknown screws but the Achilles tendon seems too long and the foot is flopping so might have to go into surgery on right ankle to fine tune. Dislocated right knee tore everything all fragments of bone were removed but gonna need orthopedic sporst medicine surgery on right knee of a full knee replacement another 6 to 8 weeks will tell. All 4 fingers except thumb on right hand are Dislocated and just starting to be able to move today is day #34 in Hospital bed at Dartmouth Hitchcock Lebanon NH. Right biceps muscle was torn and fixed just starting to get some feeling back. Every nerve bundle in my body is pins and needles. Or non existent. Left side Dislocated left shoulder Dislocated left thumb. Compound fractured left femur 1 break 2 titanium rods unknown about of screws . Dislocated left knee need knee replacement removed shards of bone off of patella. Compound fractured of tibia and tibia reinforced with titanium rods 2 each unknown screws. Broken left ankle 4 broken toes broke foot lots of small titanium rods drilled in to support with 3 titanium plates to help support the ankle. All ribs shattered. Got a size 14"air boot on it Now I have 2 feet that are 12" air boot on it, as well. just starting to bear weight. Gonna be 4 to 6 weeks before complete weight beaing. Pt everyday. Speech, motor skills and then wheel chair therapy. healing good and cleared for minor weight bearing. No miracle healing at all. Very large bone structure meaning longer healing time lots of growth plates. Best trauma team in the USA. I will walk again without crutches or wheel chair but will have a cane or mabey 2 for rest of my life. 287 hrs. Of surgery 236 stitches. All sutures removed. Pick lone removed today. All casts removed. This is gonna be the hardest fight of my life but I'm not giving up and I love a good fight. But this isn't about me. I need help trying to replace my sons car for him he put $2,700.00 into it I put $$9,700.00 into it for him as a gift and surprise. Car was spit shined and gonna be towed down to school for him as a gift with the help of his principal. He's working a part tie job,

Has a great network of people. Loves the gym and fishing, hiking exploring the woods loves rocks, drift wood animals. Great humanitarian. The coolest kid I've ever met not being biased. He has blessed everyone he's ever met. Can solve a rubix cube in record time and working on beating world record. He knows 278 digits of PIE. Some of my friends call him Jonny Genious and Jonny Rocket. He's always gonna be my little Jonny boy all 6'4 187 lbs of him. My goal is to try and get him into a very similar car to what he worked so hard for. I found comparable in the area for about 12 k

I'm selling some things that will help me help my son get insurance register and get plates. He hss his licence now . I just want him to have a great junior and senior yesr and have his freedom from his mom, who is resposible for all the damage done to my son. Besides my accicent. Jonathan helped me through all my difficult times . I didnt know how to get out of this shit show I created by driving his car. Hes devistated and I feel useless. Im gonna be here for another 7 to 8 weeks before im even transfered to a rehab hospital. A good friend of mine gave me the ides of the go fund me page. I have made one for a dear friend that passed from cancer. Ive given to go fund me pages for kids that needed football equipment, battleing cancer and health expensises. I've donated when i didnt have much. I felt wierd only contributing $25.00 when others were making larger donations but i guess its like my mom said its not about the gift its about the thought. So any help or money donated will be going to my sons new to him car. Hopefully similar to what he had. He absolutely loved his car and I feel horrible taking his dream away from him and he didn't even get to see yhe finished rproduct. It was gonna be filmed the whole gifting. I just wanted to see the smile on his beautiful face. Hes such a hard worker and so humble. He would give his shirt off his bsck for anyone deserving. But he knows there is no such thing as a hand out. Everything you want you work for. Hard work pays off. He needed this missing piece of the puzzle to complete his journey of happiness in this time of healing. He needs his freedom! I screwed up big time. It was a accident. I was sober, the cops took my toxicology report. Accidents happen and yhey say they usually happen right down the road from where you reside. My son doesnt blame me. He said Dad cars can be replaced you cant. I know times are tough for many. However if you can find it in upur heart to help Jonathan out we would sll be so greatful. Anything , I mean anything will help. If you don't have it to give don't. Please help by sharing to the people that might be able to help financially. Help comes in many shapes and forms. A penny, a quarter, a dollar or two will help the cause. We will be appreciative of everything and anything. Even coupons to petco. Or petsmat, tractor supply for dog food. If anyone knows how hard it is out there its me. So i just want to say sorry to all effected including my son. And say thank you from the deepest pary of my heart helping my beloved son Jonathan get his car he came so close to getting. I just feel so usluess and im so disapointed in my self. Ive screwed up before. I will again. Im far from perfect but this is the worst screw up ive ever made. My Son Jonathan doesnt deserve this punishment. I love you Kiddo. Im so friggin sorry my man. I hope you can truly forgive me and I promise, I will do everything in my power to getvyou back intoyour lincoln MKZ AWD buddy. Hell or high water. I got my boat up for sale but its the worst time to sell a boat. Its not a luxury item nothing fancy. Its my work boat. Commercial fishing. I love you son. Team Grodin buddy.

I had no insurance because I wasn't able to afford it. The car is deemed acomplete loss. I'm homeless living in a truck bed camper, paying 700.00 a month at a camp ground. Bringing in 1100.00 a month from disability. I'm im the red, doing the best I can. Thank you for taking the time to read this. Please share your as many people you can reach. Let's try and get my boy. Back into his dream car. With all of your help it's possible. Chief Tecumseh said one twig is weak, many twigs are strong. Thank you to all. God Bless all of you. And God bless the USA.

Sincerely,

Jason W. Grodin

P.O. Box 103

Franklin, NH 03256