I've been thinking about it , and decided to log back on to tell why I asked everyone to drive carefully at Christmas , even though the story is not a pleasant one .
Last year , those of us without other obligations gathered at my mother's for a family traditional , Christmas Eve , chilie supper . My brother arrived late but it was kind of expected as he had worked that day . He sat not eating for awhile , and my mother finally asked him if he was OK . He broke down as he told us that he had gone to the banking center just off an intersection of the highway there in town to deposit his payroll check . The light turned yellow as he apprached and he slowed to a stop ; a car coming from the opposite direction , though much farther away , sped up in a vain attempt to beat the light . That other car , from out of state , and what looked like three generations of family plus Christmas presents , came into the intersection at high speed and struck the car now entering from the side street . It was spinning end for end as it came past my brother's car , with an elderly woman hanging out from the waist up from a broken rear side window . It missed hitting him , by a miracle , but his hood and windshield were splattered by her blood . I asked him if she had survived , and that's when he broke down completely , and when he could finally talk , he said he didn't really know . He had a vague recollection of sitting frozen there in that intersection , being questioned by rescue workers and police , but not clear about what took place after seeing that poor woman swinging from the other car .
If one person reads this , and thinks to drive more safely getting to any Christmas event they need to travel to , I figure it was worth my discomfort in telling it , and other's discomfort at reading it .