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My older brother took a tumble from our moving car when we were both kids. I must have been really small, because I remember calling out, “Mommy, Tommy just fell out of the car.” (I never remember, aside from this, calling my mother “mommy” nor referring to my older brother as Tommy, so I must have been seven years old or less. ) He was not hurt badly. I remember seeing him rolling through the grass covered drainage ditch. In later years, all I remember him saying about it was that it was scary. He also fell through ice on the side of a pond when I was about eight and I remember vividly watching him grasping at the grass on the side of the pond trying to pull himself out. In a few seconds, I would have been there along with others trying to get him out, but he managed to do so on his own. Had he slipped further under the ice itself, then it could have ended tragically, because, as children, we probably wouldn’t have known what to do immediately.
With everything that happened as kids between the ages of 3 and 14, it is a wonder sometimes that we ever survived. Then, at 16 (earlier for my brother, because of where we lived at the time), we hit the roads and the ultimate danger for teenagers. Thankfully, we were never seriously hurt, nor did we harm anyone else, but we gave it a good strong shot. If one remembers these kinds of things as upon reaching maturity, it puts a different spin on the world. You come to realize just how lucky you have been and what a dangerous place it is for people who are always taking chances, especially eager, restless kids. The statistics above show the dangers of parental mistakes and inattention. These kinds of deaths are unnecessary and preventable. It just takes a few seconds of extra care.
Doug Terry, 6.26.14
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