MaineExport wrote:Sorry in advance... just need to vent.
On my way to work I came upon an accident scene with only one mildly damaged car. However, there were about 7 police cars and an ambulance. As I was making my way by the scene I rubber-necked it and saw three paramedics and a couple cops huddled around a very bloody and mangled human body. They were frantically performing CPR and one had the paddles out and ready to go. Apparently a pedestrian got smacked hard. They closed off the entire highway (Main street through town) just as I was leaving the scene. I later heard on the police scanner at work that it was indeed a fatality.
The worst part about it is that one of my best friends from high school died in the EXACT same spot a little less than 10 years ago. He was leaving work and got T-boned by a speeding truck.
On my way home from a very somber and thoughtful night at work the spot was covered in kitty litter. Somebody's former life was being absorbed by clay pebbles meant to clean up after Muffy.
I've seen this kind of thing a handful of times, and normally I just shrug it off... but this time it hit me hard. A lot of the emotions from 10 years ago quietly surfaced over the last few hours.
Again.. sorry for the bummer trip... just needed to share it with the "family"... and maybe remind people that life is very fragile. Whether we're driving or just walking... be careful. Tell your parents and kids you love them.
I saw a car on fire on the side of the highway the other day. I stopped to make sure noone was in it or noone was around. Thje police had already been called when I called 911. When I got up to the car(not too close since I wasn't sure if the gas tank went yet) It looked to be more of an arson. Probably a stolen vehicle. But scary nonetheless.
Years ago, a homeless mand was hit by a car within view. I didn't actually see it happen, but I was turning left to where the body ended up. When my light turned green, I noticed what I initially thought was a duffel bag in the road. As I made my left turn asn was passing it, I realized it was a body and blood was running down the street. I called 911. Luckily the Police station was literally across the street. I doubt he survived the impact from the amount of blood I saw streaming down the street. I still remember it as clear as the night I saw it.
And Fiznat, don't ever try to be callous about death. Your job is an important one where compassion for life will make you better at what you do.
Remember, if there was no death, life would be meaningless. We would just simply exist. Let yourself 'live'.