My name is Harjot Chima. In the early morning hours of Jan. 18, 1992, my oldest brother Jessy Chima was tragically killed in a hit-and-run on Highway 99 near Galt. At that moment, my parents lost their beloved eldest son. I lost my idolized big brother. The world lost a good-hearted, bright, handsome 22-year-old man.
This emotional email is being written with hopes of being published in your newspaper, bringing to light a story which has had an impact on many people for more than two decades.
Jessy, a Galt High graduate, was the oldest of three brothers. He worked part-time at Alhambra Water Co. while also attending Cosumnes River College.
Four days shy of his 23rd birthday, after a night out with his friends, Jessy was driving home when his pickup truck hit the center oleanander bushes and flipped over. He survived the roll-over and exited his pickup.
As Jessy crossed the northbound lanes to get to safety, he was struck by one or more vehicles.
CHP investigators labeled Jessy's death "very mysterious," due to the lack of debris or skid marks left at the scene. There wasn't a bit of evidence to evualate. With few witnesses and no concrete evidence, the case went cold.
The exact events which took my brother's life may never be known. Was it an accident? Was it intentional? I do not know.
However, accidental or not, no attempt was even made to swerve or brake to avoid hitting my brother. The driver(s) never stopped to help Jessy, never called the authorities, never came forward at all.
I suppose Jessy's life or his family's heartache did not matter much to them. They went on with their lives with zero remorse, as if nothing happened.
For 21 years, they have chosen to do exactly what they did after taking Jessy's life, what most cowardly criminals do, which is run. This inhumane reaction and lack of self-accoutibility has left a void in my life.
I have learned time doesn't stop for anyone for anything. That is just a part of life. Sometimes we are faced with these harsh realities.
It's time someone does the right thing, and comes forward with any and all information they may have. This information is long overdue. It's time for broken-hearted parents to know what happened to their first-born. It's time for a pair of brothers to find out what happened to their big brother. It's time we have justice for Jessy.
Many circumstances can change over a span of two decades. It is my hope someone can release their dark secret and clear their chest of this sad crime. Perhaps a former partner, loved one, or friend who holds suspicion or information about the events, or possibly even the driver(s) involved, have matured and garnered the courage to come forward and reveal the answers.
"Better late than never" is the old saying. We are already 21 years late, let's not proceed to make it never.