1983-1986 – THE EARLY YEARS
Zac Day was born November 10, 1983 in San Antonio, Texas to Regina (Carroll) Day, D.D.S. and Calvin Lee Day, Jr., M.D. Zac’s older sister Berica was 3 ½ years old at the time and Berica began to play what came to pass as her lifetime role of being Zac’s second mommy. From the very moment Zac was born, he was agreeable, happy, sweet, and playfully mischievous. The most remarkable characteristic of Zac during his toddler years was his ability to climb. When Zac was discovered after a miraculous climb, he would give you a great big belly laugh, and then run away only to climb something else, hopefully with you chasing after him. The older neighbor kids would put Zac into an empty trash can, put the lid over him, and then sing the pop goes the weasel song; Zac would stand up, pop off the trash can lid, and giggle. On one occasion during an extravagant home cooked meal for guests, Zac managed to put his teeth marks into a bar of butter and then he carefully replaced the lid, thereby giving the dinner guests a hilarious surprise. When Zac was two years old, his brother Todd was born, and after a while, Todd became Zac’s childhood wrestling partner. They would wrestle for hours, laughing and giggling the entire time.
1986-1989 – THE HUNTING YEARS
When Zac was three years old, he and his family moved to 716 College Blvd in Alamo Heights, an address that Zac would call home for the next 25 years. 1986 through 1989 were the hunting years for Zac. From September 1st through the end of the Spring turkey season, Zac would go almost every weekend to hunting leases with his dad, and typically Zac’s granddad would join them. When brother Todd turned two, he went on these hunting trips as well. On one memorable hunting trip, Zac and Todd began to wrestle, and ended up in a mud hole. All you could see when they finished were the whites of their eyes and the white teeth in their mouths filled with laughter. Zac’s favorite toy was a BB gun that did not have BB’s. For hours upon hours, Zac would cock and repeatedly fire his BB gun; the BB gun was well oiled to make it easier for Zac to cock the gun. One day, mysterious oil spots suddenly appeared on an expensive sofa in the Day household. Progressively more spots appeared until it was deduced that the sofa, which had a bird print pattern, contained oil spots that were located only on the heads of the birds. Zac was asked if he shot the couch with his BB gun. “No” he said. “birds….. I shot the birds”.
1989-1998 -- THE BOYHOOD YEARS
The years from 1989-1998 were dominated by bicycles and sports. After living in the Alamo Heights area for three years, Zac had multiple friends. Because Zac’s house had a pool, and because Zac had so many friends, his house during those years was filled with children and laughter. On any given weekend in Alamo Heights, if you sat in one spot long enough you would eventually see Zac amongst a swarm of about 30 bicycles as they came buzzing by, accompanied by shouts of exhilaration and laughter. Zac was a fearless and courageous bicycle rider, and would always insist on going first after he and his friends built progressively more dangerous bicycle jump ramps. Zac was a gifted athlete and absolutely loved sports. He would spend hours shooting baskets without stopping and would only watch sports shows on TV. He played on numerous childhood teams including the Bulls basketball team coached by Paul Buntyn, the Raiders football team coached by Buzz Merritt, the Yankees CYO baseball team coached by Ron McLoud, and the Reds and Sunset Ridge Little League baseball teams coached by his dad. During his last year in Little League, Zac batted over 700 with an 804 on base average. Zac made many friends through these youth teams, and most “after game parties” were held at Zac’s house. Many of his team members would stay over, and children’s laughter would be heard well into the night.
1998-2002 -- HIGH SCHOOL YEARS AT ALAMO HEIGHTS
During Zac’s high school years, Zac continued to excel at sports and played Varsity Football and Varsity Baseball for Alamo Heights. In particular, Zac excelled in football, and his senior year Zac was a Unanimous Selection to the All-District Team as a Receiver, and in addition, was named to the All City Second Team. He had about 800 yards receiving with Bret Broussard at quarterback and Tyler Warren as the other primary receiver. Their football team was about as exciting as any football one could watch. Coach Donald Byrd ran that team as a conductor might run a symphony. It was music in motion. “I’ve got your back” Zac would say to his friends, and he proved that he meant it on numerous occasions by protecting his friends against foes who were often much taller than his 5’ 9” frame. His friends and family knew him to be fearless, courageous, and loyal, lifelong traits that were part of his character to the end. At the beginning of Zac’s junior year, Zac began a four-year relationship with Callie Mortimer. Although Zac had always been a happy easygoing child, his happiness reached a peak during his junior and senior year of high school while he was dating Callie. Without question, Zac’s relationship with Callie was best of the best about Zac’s life. They were a radiant and beautiful couple.
2002-2008 – THE COLLEGE YEARS
After high school, Zac attended Texas A&M University in College Station whereupon he received a Bachelor of Science degree in Psychology in August 2008. Many, many weekends while Zac was away at College Station, he and his dad met halfway near Bastrop Texas and played golf together at the Wolfdancer Golf Club.
2008-2011 -- THE GOLF YEARS
From August 2008 through June 2011 Zac worked for his dad playing in Charity Golf Tournaments. From 2009 through June 2011, Zac played in at least 124 Charity Golf Tournaments. Zac was happy to be contributing to charity in this way; he felt good about himself and he felt good about what he was doing. He was using his athletic talents to contribute to society. In addition to the charity tournaments, Zac played in competitive golf tournaments as well, and carried a 2 handicap. At one National Tournament at PGA West in La Quinta, California, Zac made a double eagle on a par five hole. For those of you who do not play golf, the odds of getting a hole in one for the average golfer is approximately one in 12,000, whereas the odds of getting a double eagle is approximately one in a million. It was during these golf years from 2008 to 2011 that Zac and his dad were together almost daily. Zac and his dad played golf with each other most weekends on Saturday afternoons and again on Sunday mornings.
2011-2013 THE MEDIA ABUSE YEARS
In June 2011, Zac’s dad (Dr. Calvin Day) was falsely accused of sexual assault and Zac’s dad had his medical license temporarily suspended as a result. Overnight Zac was without a job. It was very hard on Zac not only because he suddenly and without warning, lost his job; he also lost his dad’s daily companionship as well. Zac’s job with his dad’s office playing golf was good for him. It kept him outdoors, it kept him active, it made him feel that he was doing something worthwhile for charity. Following the loss of his job, Zac then lost his house when the family had to sell their house to cover living and legal expenses. After two long years, Zac’s dad’s trial began in early June 2013. A media frenzy ensued, and the media began to abuse Zac and his family. The media abuse took several forms as follows: 1) The media called Zac’s dad a rapist when in fact he was never accused of rape. 2) The media had a copy of Zac’s dad’s polygraph showing he was innocent of Accuser’s allegations, but despite publishing daily pro-prosecution articles on the trial, the media never mentioned the polygraph that exonerated Zac’s dad. In fairness to Zac, the media should have had daily recitals referencing his dad’s polygraph side by side with the daily pro-prosecution propaganda. 3) For almost a month, there were daily recitals in the media that there were “13 others”. Yet, when these “others” finally showed up in court, it turned out that there were only “2 others” with similar complaints and not 13. Moreover, the accusations of these two copycats were quickly DISPROVEN in court. For copycat #1, it was learned in court that the medical assistant was in the room the whole time and that nothing happened. Copycat #2 voluntarily and willingly became a patient of Zac’s dad three years AFTER the alleged assault date, strange behavior indeed for a self-proclaimed assault victim. Yet even though the “others” were non-existent, the media had already done the damage to Zac and his family via the month long daily media recitals of the non-existent “13 others”. Had the media been fair, they would have published daily side-by-side recitals about Zac’s dad’s polygraph as well. Without a doubt, the repeated daily one sided media bombardment against a dad that Zac idolized made Zachary’s life sheer torture and destabilized him to the point that he took his own life to end the torture that the media abuse had on his brain. On June 26, 2013, the day of his dad’s sentencing, Zac ended his life by fearlessly and courageously stepping in front of an oncoming truck on interstate 10 near the RIM. For those of you in the media who have contributed to Zac’s death, Zac forgives you. Zac understands your reluctance to print and to televise certain truths because the District Attorney (DA) would frown upon your actions, cut you off from your flow of information, and ruin your livelihood. Zac does not want you to bite the hand that feeds you. Zac understands that those of you in the media also have families and he does not want you to lose your job for digging to look beneath the surface, because you might find truths that you would be tempted to print or televise. Zac understands that it is much easier to take at face value everything that spouts forth from the DA’s office. Zac wants those of you in the media to protect yourself, your jobs, and your family at all costs, because Zac himself has had the experience of losing all of those things and he does not want what happened to him, to also happen to you. Zac understands your lack of curiosity and your lack of initiative to find the truth, but forgives you nevertheless. As mentioned above, Zac’s dad (Dr. Calvin Day) took a polygraph and easily passed the lie detector questions about this he-said-she-said case with no witnesses and no DNA evidence. Indeed, the DNA evidence would have exonerated Zac’s dad if his Accuser had gone straight to the police right away. After seven days have elapsed, testing for DNA evidence is not performed, because it is no longer valid. Zac wonders whether perhaps Accuser waited 10 days to file a police complaint in order to circumvent the DNA testing that would have proven Zac’s dad to be innocent. Police took photographs of Zac’s dad’s genitalia, and those photos did not resemble the genitalia sketch drawn by Accuser. Zac wonders why the police detective, despite the discordance, swore out an arrest affidavit anyway. Let not Zac’s soul be tormented further. Let not Zac Day die in vain. Come forth and be truthful those of you who possess the information about the Accuser that will help Zac Day finish what he so desperately wanted at the time of his death. Be silent no more, those of you who know the truth about Accuser. To your own heart be true and do the right thing. Zac and his family have suffered enough. Come forward with information about Accuser and in so doing, you will free Zac’s soul and free Zac’s family from their tormentors.
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