Fifty years should be celebrated. I have outlasted Nixon, the Edsel, the Cold War, and insanity. Okay maybe not so much the insanity. I now will call it, second childhood.

This a post about texting, talking on a cell phone and driving.  It may offend or upset.  If this is something you do or you upset easily, please read.

Tuesday, a young girl's life came to an end.  It was a swift and horrible end that could have taken the lives of more than 20 others, including those who stopped, jumped out of vehicles and rushed onto a burning bus to save the lives of children they did not know.  A mother also ran into the smoke and flames to rescue her children.  There is a lot of injury involved, some of the injuries critical.  One rescuer had to make a choice to leave the girl who died because he could not get her free from the twisted wreakage caused by a semi tractor trailer going sixty miles per hour before it slammed into the back of the bus.  He did not stop, slide, brake, see the bus with the flashing lights, yellow, red, strobe, or the signs.  The bus is stopped on the road, discharging children on a clear day with no hills or curves to use as an excuse.  He did not see the big yellow bus with the flashing lights.  He was on his cell phone when he hit the bus.  I hope the conversation was important.  It is probably the most important conversation he will ever have in his life.  The price...a 13 year old girl with a big smile, a friend to many, a member of the band, and someone's daughter, sister, granddaughter, niece, cousin, friend...

Just days before a child is hit because he is so busy texting he doesn't see the car before he steps off the curb.

A woman hits and permanently injures a mother and child in a stroller.  The mother nor the child will ever walk, again.  The driver is texting on her phone, arguing with her boyfriend about his plan to go to the gym and meet her later that originally planned.

A man strikes two kids and a block later an older man as he drives and texts his friends about the great sex he had the night before.  The two kids died, the older man is brain dead.

This list can go on.  The message is clear.  The heroes here should be acknowledged.  AND I DO.

It takes a second to get the second r into your message.  It takes a second to kill a child on a bus on her way home from school.  Which is more important to you?

Frances Margay Schee 1995-2008

Posted by: ginnygk at 20:46 | link | comments (3)

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#1  26 September 2008 - 10:21

 

Since cell phones figured into one of your own more serious accidents, I know how important this is to you. I read an article this morning that incensed me, about two Polk deputies who were weaved around other traffic in a no-passing zone at 98 mph, urinated outside the truck when stopped, and were not given so much as a warning, as a "professional courtesy." I don't know why people are so worried about criminals with guns when more people die from criminal neglect behind the wheel.

InMyLife

#2  26 September 2008 - 12:32

 

I agree. I am not sure professional courtesy should be allowed. It makes the entire law enforcement community look bad and reputations are important in controlling criminal activities. That's why we love Walker so much.

ginnygk

#3  14 October 2008 - 14:01

 

Thank you for your fight against senseless death. Margay is my best friend of 24 years daughter and never have I felt so helpless as I watch her and her family mourn... and mourned myself for the senseless act that has effected so many.

Mo'nonymous

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