Daniel said, “I Will Never Ride a Motorcyle in The City.”
Today has been a roller coaster of emotions for Daniel and I. The surreal day continued when Daniel and I witnessed an accident on the way to the grocery store.
Daniel was driving and I saw a car pull out to turn left across two lanes to get into the median. Then when I looked back I saw a guy doing a cart wheel in the air about 6 feet above the car’s roof. I gasped and turned away, because I didn’t want to see him hit the road. I might have said something like, “He is in the air!” Daniel turned his head and saw the guy hit. We parked and Daniel called EMS. There were several people there. Another guy was on the phone, but he wasn’t getting through. Daniel got through and waited for the police to show up. He wasn’t sure if he had to stay, since he had made the call.
The police arrived and collected the witnesses and figured out what was going on. Two nurses who happened to see the accident were there. Another guy was holding the motorcyclist, Mike, down. He had been wearing a helmet, but Daniel said that there were exposed bones and things weren’t laying in the right direction. The helmet probably saved his life.
Another by stander got a hold of Mike’s father. The ambulance arrived and started working. Daniel wasn’t needed anymore, so he came back to the car where Ace and I were waiting and praying for the guy.
Later, Daniel said that he would never ride a motorcycle in the city. Maybe out in the country in a field or something, but not on the road. You only need to see what happens to a guy hitting the pavement once, to change your mind. The motorcyclist wasn’t doing anything wrong. The car turning left just didn’t see him, because there was a car coming in one lane and the motorcycle in the next lane. It was an accident.
oh my gosh, i need my husband to read this. Ikes.
I am so sorry that you both had to witness this tragedy. It is similar to an accident I witnessed in much the same way on Loop 410 W 2 years ago. A man was trying to cross the expressway in the afternoon going to Miller Time. He didn’t make it. In reading about the aftermath, he left a wife and child alone for Christmas 2006. He left 2 children in the SUV that hit him traumatized forever (not to mention the driver). It brought to mind the fact that what we consider important at the time, is really irrelevant when we consider how far-reaching the impact is. I pray for Mike and Mr. Michael Martin and hope they are with Jesus today.