Two college classmates met for the first time in years.
"How goes it with you, Pete?" asked one.
"Not good at all," mourned Pete. "My wife ran away with the mail man, my son is a juvenile delinquent, my bank failed, and all my teeth will have to come out."
"Gosh, I'm sorry to hear that," sympathized the classmate. "What business are you in now?"
"Some old line," answered Pete. "Selling good-luck charms."
"How goes it with you, Pete?" asked one.
"Not good at all," mourned Pete. "My wife ran away with the mail man, my son is a juvenile delinquent, my bank failed, and all my teeth will have to come out."
"Gosh, I'm sorry to hear that," sympathized the classmate. "What business are you in now?"
"Some old line," answered Pete. "Selling good-luck charms."
Friday, April 14th, 1967 dawned pleasantly that
spring day, and I left for classes at the New York Institute of Technology. It
would be a life-changing day for me, for by the end of it: my whole world would
be turned upside-down!
Around 2:00 pm, I began a life drawing class, and since it
was such a beautiful day on a beautiful estate (The Vanderbilt Whitney Estate)
the drawing instructor decided to have the class on the large rolling lawn of
the art building that overlooked the campus.
Being it was the last class of my day and my buddy Tom’s who
also attended the class, we would head out to his car and go home for the
weekend. Living in the next town east of Old Westbury, we would get to
Hicksville a rented house in less than 20 minutes and we would all head home
from there. We would never make it.
As we headed on Old Country Road that late afternoon, the
traffic was heavy with commuters heading home for their weekend and so this
busy thoroughfare with all the traffic lights would govern the flow. Or so we
thought. I sat in the passenger’s seat in the front, next to Tom the driver, a
drawing pad on my lap as I casually doodled on the cover of the pad, totally
relaxed and happy to be getting home.
As we came to a green light we proceeded to pass it when out
of the side of my right view I see this red pickup truck pull out of the side
street against the red light and cut us off, causing us to swerve to the right
to go around him at a fast pace and slam into a row of parked cars!
When we crashed, I didn’t remember much other than seeing
the truck and moving forward and then back again. I looked around me but felt
no pain. There next to me on my left was the engine block, sitting between Tom
and me..
I felt relieved that nothing had happened I felt my head
sweating and when I wiped it, it was blood, suddenly the pain shot from my
right ankle, which was facing perpendicular to the from of my leg, and blood
seeping from the shoe. I looked up
and saw the windshield had been busted open, where my head went through it. I
started to feel faint, and leaned against the block when the door was plied
open and this man in a suit reached in and pulled me away from the hot engine
and took out a handkerchief and wiped my forehead, but told me not to touch my
scalp, there was broken glass in it. Tom was hurt but able to get out of the
car.
Soon the ambulance arrived and took me to the hospital where
I would have the most miserable of experiences to end my day.
TOMORROW: THE UNSETTLING RESET!
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