Update, March 2025
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It has been nearly 2 years since Jeff was taken from us. So many things in our daily lives remind us of him and his presence. Some days there is renewed sadness and grief like whenever a Facebook memory pops up or we see a car similar to one of his. Other days bring memories of joyful times like family gatherings.
And like whenever someone parks in front of our mailbox I am reminded of the ongoing effort to stop Jeff from leaving a car there - you know, "Jeff, please move your car" to which he inevitably replied, "It's just for a minute." So I would say, "Jeff, we talked about this - the mailman needs to be able to get to the mailbox", to which he would say, "I know." Naturally I would ask him why, if he knew, did he park there anyway? We had this predictable conversation, or a very similar one, so many times that it became an endearment and one of so many very fond memories. I miss our banter and his willingness to help, his selfless personality always evident.
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Nevertheless, any memory of Jeff is a good tonic for the soul. We are learning to walk that fine line between grief and acceptance. Acceptance only that our lives are different - not better or worse, just different.
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Angel Ochoa, the man who shot Jeff, is in prison. There were some initial attempts by his attorney to get his sentence reduced but our ADA was having absolutely none of it. The sentence is 25 to life for Murder 1. Part of the legal process is that the county assigns a parole officer (Mr. Noriega) to the case even though that is not an option yet. But the process provides an opportunity to write a victim statement which will be a part of the file that will be used at any future parole hearing. I have included mine below. ​​
Hello Mr. Noriega:
Thank you for the opportunity to provide a victim impact statement. Please see below for that statement.
Mr. Ochoa, my son Jeffrey, was a vibrant, outgoing man who embraced life completely. He brought so much joy to his older and younger brothers, his parents, and his long time girlfriend. Outside our immediate family, particularly in his drift car hobby and fabrication role at Tesla, he was engaging and selfless, sharing his skills and talents with others. He absolutely loved to learn and was also an excellent and patient teacher. Jeff was also an empath - he cared for others as much as or more than himself. He could always be counted on to listen, to engage, and to offer support or assistance for any challenging situations. You may think that as a father, my perspective of my son is unreasonably biased to the positive but I assure you there is overwhelming evidence to the contrary.
It is impossible to describe Jeff's loss from our close-knit family and to the many people around him. Words are insufficient. We are forever changed, a permanent and deep sadness in our hearts that cannot be resolved or eliminated, only dealt with on a daily basis. My world, along with many others, is filled with daily reminders of how Jeff positively impacted our lives. Those reminders bring smiles and happy thoughts only to be tempered with the fact that Jeff is simply no longer here and worse, the knowledge that he never will be. And sure we physically live to see the next day but we do so with a sense of emptiness, of sadness, of anger, of despair and of frustration. We have had to learn to change our core selves in order to live out the positive aspects of our lives while seeking ways to remember Jeff in a way that does no further damage to our emotional health. I am here to tell you, this takes a great deal of effort on a daily basis and can be both daunting and exhausting.
Mr. Ochoa, your senseless and selfish acts on that terrible day are unforgivable. You made so many horrible decisions, each building on the last, and the result is a devastating and completely avoidable tragedy. You left Oakland intending to commit crimes, specifically to steal a car or cars. You traveled far to Gilroy - how you chose this town, this community, this street, this car will forever remain a mystery. Worse than that, you had a partner in your scheme - this demonstrates a criminal mindset and also forethought to the crimes you intended to commit. But those decisions pale in comparison to your inexplicable choice to carry a deadly weapon, a weapon whose sole, indisputable purpose is to kill another human being. And as you faced an unarmed man in his underwear who was only trying to stop the theft of his car, you chose murder.
Nothing justifies this action. Nothing can justify this action. There is simply not one single, cogent reason to think that intentionally ending someone's life is an acceptable outcome. Were you incapacitated by drugs or alcohol? Were you angry that someone dared challenge you? Were you frightened or maybe shocked that someone was trying to stop you? Did you panic? None of that matters. What matters is the choices. You could have stopped at any time and accepted the consequences. But amazingly, the rampant stupidity didn't even stop there - after you shot my son, you hit him with the car you were stealing!! Then, further, you ran from the law. So many potential excuses but not one single good reason for the inexplicable path you chose.
You deserve all of the consequences of your crimes. I cannot find a scintilla of forgiveness or understanding for your actions. My sincere hope is that your everyday life in prison is filled with reminders of why you are there and will continue to be for a very, very long time. Each time I think of Jeff, I am forced to think of you and how your intentional actions caused so much despair. In no world can I imagine your own feelings (sadness? regret? frustration?) can compare to our loss.
Given the depth of your criminality, I find it difficult to believe that you will become a safe member of society over time. I can assure you that any possibility of your release before the end of your sentence will be met with vigorous challenges from me, my family and many others. I cannot think of a single reason I could agree with your release - not for good behavior, not because you found religion, not for any other reason. You deserve to serve your complete sentence.