Criss was my neighbor, I could look out my door and see his, he lived right across the street from me. I was going to play golf. And I knew he went to that Livestock Festival I looked out the window and thought, well they aint back yet, they must have stayed the night.

I was waitin for my buddy to show up cuz I had like a 9:30 tee time and I look out the window again and there's a State Trooper (Police) in front of his house. I thought wow thats pretty weird. And I looked and saw he's talkin' to another one of my neighbors next door. I thought "huh" whats going on! Next thing I hear a knock at my door, I thought it was my buddy Greg, well here's this State Trooper. He asked if I knew how to get ahold of Criss Oliva's parents? And I was like, why? He said that they were in an accident last night And I asked the guy, is he alright? And the guy said he didn't know he had just came on shift. I just need to contact his parents, so I ran and got his phone number and my neighbor came up, and he says "Man I'm sorry to hear" And I'm like hear what? And he said "that Criss was killed".

And the Cop (Police) told the neighbor, but he didn't want to tell me!!