Anthony Branca

Anthony Phoenix Branca: 12/7/1994 – 11/ 7/ 2014

By Demetrius Branca, 

My son Anthony was my best friend. If you met Anthony, you liked him. If you knew Anthony, you loved him. He was just a joyful person. He seemed to understand in every moment what the situation required. 

He was the kid his friends would call when they needed advice.

Anthony’s senior project was to write a letter to an underclassman who would first open it years later when they graduated. 

His friend Chloe, who was a sophomore at the time, received the letter two years after Anthony wrote it and six months after he had been killed by a texting driver.

All of Anthony’s charisma and energy came through that letter. It was like he spoke to me from beyond the grave. 

I got part of it tattooed on my arm: “Nothing is impossible. Impossible is a word used by the weak to justify giving up. Never give up.” I can’t see it any other way except that my son achieved the impossible. He crossed the threshold between life and death to remind me that nothing is impossible — including this mission to end distracted driving for good. 

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