SLOW DOWN!

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The rain had picked up quite considerably as we careful made our way down the highway. It was dark, the road barely visible, with cars still driving around us at 70 mph or plus. Suddenly, up ahead, in the far left lane, there was a three car pileup. The lead vehicle a black pickup; behind him a dark green colored sedan, followed by a mid-size car.

The pickup now four car lengths ahead, sat for a moment on the right shoulder, then sped off; the sedan spun out of control and came to rest on the left shoulder; the mid-size car spun around, faced sideways, backed up across four lanes of on-coming traffic and came to rest on the right shoulder.

We were in the middle lane, which afforded us the chance to get over to assist the driver now on the right shoulder.

As I made my way to the car, I prayed the driver would be okay. From the passenger side of the vehicle I peered inside the window. A young, very frighten girl, about eighteen let down the window.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“I’m okay, I spun out and that car hit me,” she said pointing to the green car across the street.

I could see the other car; smoke billowed from under the hood, the driver standing next to it with the door open. It was dark, rainy, and heavy traffic; there was no way I could make it safely across the highway to check on the other driver.

“Is my car messed up?” asked the young girl.

I made a quick inspection of the vehicle, “Your front headlight is busted and you have two large dents in the back.”

“What should I do?” She asked.

“My wife already called the police, just wait here.”

“Are you about to leave?”

“No, we’ll stay with you until the police come.”

“Thank you,” she tried to smile.

She pulled up close to the back of our van.

I went back to my car and we waited.

Through my side-view mirror I could see the young girl on her phone.

Fifteen minutes later a light colored truck pulled up and parked on the left shoulder.

Slowly the young girl backed up and followed the light colored truck.

I looked at my wife, shook my head in disbelief and seconds after she pulled off, the police arrived. The officer asked were we involved in the accident.

“No, sir, a young girl in a dark mid-size vehicle, who just pulled off, following a light truck, the person across the highway, and a black pickup, who fled the scene were the only ones involved.”

The officer checked my van for damage, when he found none he told me I could go.

The inconveniences and the hassles are only a few reasons people don’t want to get involved. However, don’t let a few ingrateful, irresponsible individuals deter you from doing good. As long as we don’t put ourselves or others in danger, we should each help in our own way. The world needs it!

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4 comments

  1. Barbara Hart

    Interesting slant…and far from the norm I submit. About ten yrs ago I was involved in an accident at a main city intersection. The other vehicle ran a traffic light and swiped me, resulting in significant hood damage to my car. I could not drive from the scene, nor could the other vehicle. A police officer arrived and took reports from each driver. The time of the accident was about 5:15 during peak traffic flow, and not one person stopped. Without a witness, it became a “he said, she said” scenario that resulted in a no-fault decision. Naturally, my insurer covered my repairs, but my premium increased because of it. Where was a citizen like you when I needed someone to stand up? Your negative experience is exactly why people who are “busy” do not take the time to lend support. Great lesson in life story.
    Another life lesson: do not ignore health symptoms! This evening I will be sitting with a friend who is going in for a medical procedure this afternoon. Women tend to dismiss warnings more readily, because they are always putting themselves in last place. Getting an early diagnosis can make all the difference…and in some cases, putting it off altogether makes no logic. We must heed what we advise others!

  2. paulworthingtonjr

    Hello Barbara, it is always a pleasure hearing from you. We truly enjoy your comments. I am sorry to hear about your accident. Even though it’s been many years, those painful memories never seem to fade. I, too, wish I had been there to help.

    Your other point is well taken, women tend to make their health concerns a low priority, while making everyone else’s health concerns paramount. We pray that your friend’s procedure goes well.

    Thanks for the reminder, I will keep an even closer eye on my wife’s health. And we pray you are in good health and remember to take care of yourself.

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