4TheRcrd Mag.

This is not the real picture of the event, cuz I couldn’t have possible taken it — it was too tragic to take one. I was walking along Main St when, just about 20 feet before me at just around 5pm, an old Chevy pickup crushed a person who was crossing the street. From the looks of it, it was a young pedestrian trying to cross the street from the west side of Main to the east, along the south side of the intersection. One moment and, without a sound, with barely an echo of a break’s shriek, I saw a body driven over by a truck whose driver, in speed and oblivion, forgot to check his blindspot and hung that turn, in the same oblivion, killing another in the blind of a eye. And as I saw this, everything slowed down and I could not write about it until now. I couldn’t look.

UPDATE: I found out from a source, however, “A third accident at Main and Broadway on Thursday evening left a 69-year-old woman in hospital with fractures and facial injuries. She was struck by a flatbed truck while apparently crossing against the walk sign in a marked crosswalk.”

For hours afterwards a near half dozen emergency cars (evoking fatality by such numbers) stood by that intersection of Main & Broadway — surveying the techno-centic details of how a life and and car, in their absurd meeting, took a whole life away. I’m sure you will hear all about this tragedy in the papers tomorrow.

Many lessons here, the first one that comes to mind is just be thankful for everything you’ve got, every minute, every moment — and live those like they are your last. At every street corner, at every turn I think all those on every street after main street are doing it right now.

PICTURE CREDIT: Stefson’s photostream