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there was a horrible accident at the intersection just outside my office this afternoon. i heard the crash and ran out to see a young man lying motionless on the street beside his mangled motorcycle. in the chaos, i vaguely recognized the squeal of tires peeling away from the scene of the accident. an eyewitness later confirmed it was the car that hit the kid.
i hope he’s ok. he looked really bad, as the paramedics loaded him in the van and took off for the hospital. i’m going to try to follow up later tonight. by the way, he was not at fault.
i have feelings on a number of levels. it’s been less than sixty days since i did the funeral for brandon’s dad. i know people love to ride. i know i do. but the margin for error on a bike seems to be getting smaller and smaller to me. i think it’s going to be harder for me the next time…
as soon as the police arrived and got the accident under control, i hopped in my jeep and drove around the corner to city hall to give my rant to the city engineer in charge of traffic. this is not the first time i have ranted down there. this is not the first accident i have witnessed at my beloved corner of mill and college. this has to rank as one of the most dangerous intersections i have ever been around. it makes it even worse that i can hear the sound of screeching brakes and near misses all day long when i’m in my office studying. unfortunately, the city says this intersection does not rank high enough on it’s dangerous intersection list and won’t be receiving any attention until it pulls a higher ranking. whaaaat?
finally, i had a really weird feeling as i drove back from city hall in time to see the tow truck pulling away from the scene. i looked at the intersection and there was no sign that anything had ever happened. cleaned up. swept away. back to normal. but i know…
it’s kind of like sin. it happens, but we quickly try to clean up the mess and act like it never happened. but it did. god knows. and so do you…
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