This morning when I was driving into work, I didn’t expect to be the witness of a potentially horrific accident. I was on Highway 21, sipping on my morning shake and listening to the radio like any other day when I caught the sight of a truck spinning out of control on the other side of the road. I pumped my breaks and turned down my radio as I watched the truck with a trailer totally flip over and miraculously land right side up. You never really know what to do in those moments but follow your instincts. I pulled over along with several other passersby and scrambled for my phone. I called 911 and was immediately on the phone with the dispatcher. By this time the driver was out of the car, stumbling around a little bit and surveying the aftermath of the accident. The contents of the trailer had been thrown in the median where the wreck occurred and the bumper of the truck was in the middle of the road. While on the phone, I was asked a series of questions and had to run over to the passenger side where someone was still inside. The passenger, whose name I found out later was Ray was sitting in the car and luckily didn’t seem to have any serious injuries. I relayed the questions from the dispatcher back to him and he answered them clearly. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, and popped it in his mouth.
During all this, the other people who had stopped to help were moving the debris out of the road and a few others were also on their phones calling for help. It’s insane how calamity can produce two outcomes: panic and organization. Everyone was organized and making sure this one car wreck didn’t involve anyone else. Also, I noticed that when something goes horribly wrong, we lose our filters and our self prescribed bull and actually focus on the task at hand and communicate with one another.
The police arrived shortly thereafter and I got back in my car and went on my way. On the rest of the ride to work this morning, I wondered what William and Ray were talking about before the truck flipped, where they were going, what their plans were for the day. William told me he was fine just really shaken. I believe that’s how anybody would feel after being blindsided the way they were. You just never know what is going to happen when you wake up in the morning. William and Ray are really so lucky that they will be able to walk away from that wreck alive. I have never seen anything like it before where someone goes through something that scary and they make it out without a scratch. It may have been luck, it may have been God, I don’t know. But it did make me think really hard about how fast things can change. Thankful that both of those guys are okay.