Nowhere Is Safe

In his latest post Rummuser talks about how he was almost run over by a car while standing on the pavement. A motorcyclist had swerved to avoid hitting a pedestrian running across the road, and the car missing Rummuser had lost control while trying to avoid the motorcycle. I’m glad you weren’t hit, Rummuser!

It reminds me of the time I almost got hit while walking on a sidewalk in France. A fellow on a motor scooter decided to use the sidewalk to pass some cars blocking his way on the street. I, too, wasn’t injured, but it does make you realize nowhere is completely safe.

Another unfortunate accident happened a few weeks ago in our little county. A traveler was passing through on his way home and stopped for gas. A Department of Transportation vehicle was mowing the grass on the other side of the highway and hit a big rock. The rock went flying and managed to hit the poor fellow on the head and killed him. Freak accidents do happen, and we’re not really safe anywhere. Appreciate what we have while we still have it.

 

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14 Responses to Nowhere Is Safe

  1. tammy j says:

    oh my gosh. you have to just think when the rock thing happened like that…
    it’s incredible considering the odds in life. that the poor man would be right in line with the trajectory of that rock!
    I once started running down a hill in a path in the woods… I was about 16 years old. it was in a heavily wooded rustic setting. and I had walked into the woods because they were beautiful.
    we were having a group cook out at Paul’s house. he obviously knew the grounds well. and luckily so.
    you know when you just start downhill and gravity or something takes over? I began to go faster and faster… until he literally tackled me to the ground! I skinned my knee and it HURT! I was furious! he calmly walked me a few more yards where the path went off a cliff into the quarry below. in a few more seconds had he not been there and tackled me I would have gone over that cliff and fallen to my death.
    all in the timing in life i guess. and whether it’s just “our time to leave it” or not.

  2. Cindi says:

    I agree with Tammy.
    Itโ€™s all timing and possibly not our time when a miracle happens.

    https://youtu.be/wm0ywsD9V88

  3. Cathy in NZ says:

    and I think it’s where the “missile object” hits you – a young man recently died from being hit by a golf ball, when out regularly playing with pals…the surgeons did their darnest to help him live, but it was not to be…

    yes let’s just continue to avoid near misses…one way or another…

  4. Rummuser says:

    None of our time has come. When it comes, we won’t be around to write about our experiences!

    Here is something to cheer us all up!
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rM8qJhv5W8Q

  5. Sharon says:

    A person wonders how many near misses we have had and were unaware …

  6. Like Sharon, I muse about how many near misses I’ve hadโ€”most of them involving traffic. There’s a feeling I sometimes get that there is an ‘angelic presence’ looking out for me!

    • Jean says:

      I try to avoid traffic as much as possible. I do remember years ago driving on a freeway in California. A fellow cut in front of me missing my car by inches. I don’t know if he was good or I was just lucky. ๐Ÿ™‚

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