Journal-Times (Grayson, KY)

Wednesday's Post

October 9, 2013

Have you ever bumped into an old friend?

Oct. 9, 2013 — It was a beautiful summer afternoon with blue skies, bright sunshine and temperature in the high 70’s.

As I drove toward my office after a business luncheon, traffic was relatively light on the five-lane street.

I noticed a vehicle slowing in the inside lane as I approached in the outside lane.

Just as I began to pass the slower car in the other lane, something white came suddenly into my path and I struck it broadside, bounced off and onto the sidewalk.

It seemed like I was in slow motion as the airbag deployed and my vehicle moved slowly toward a large concrete pillar.

I struck the pillar dead center and watched my car’s hood and grill roll up like an accordion.

The impact threw my chest against the steering wheel, now unprotected with the airbag deflated.

Stunned, I sat quietly, trying to get my bearings.

The other car was nearby and I recognized the driver as an old friend. His head was down and his eyes were closed.

Knowing he had a history of heart problems, I feared the worst. I told the EMTs to go to him first.

Suddenly, I noticed smoke coming from under the dashboard. Expecting a fire, I opened my door to stand on the curbside.

Almost immediately, I realized that standing up was not a smart move. I could have a serious head or neck injury.

I dropped back into the seat as someone reached inside the car to stabilize my head and neck with their hands.

Seconds later, they were fitting me with a cervical collar. Someone asked if I needed to go to the hospital.

I said “yes” and moments later I was pulled out of the car, placed carefully onto a backboard and then onto a gurney and into an ambulance with my head and neck secured to the board.

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