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Unharmed on I-65 by prayers and a trailer hitch


I almost had one of those “your whole life flashes before your eyes” moments on I-65 in Nashville on Monday. I was traveling north in heavy traffic following a small sedan with a large Life Flight ambulance behind me. The traffic slowed down, then the lady in that small sedan suddenly slammed her brakes and came to a stop in the middle of the freeway. There was no traffic jam; cars were spinning around us on both sides. I put my brakes on and gently hit his rear bumper. The heavy ambulance behind me had too much momentum and hit the back of my truck.

This lady jumped out of her car, inspected the rear bumper, gave me a “thumbs up” gesture, then quickly sped off before the metro police could arrive. The ambulance had sunk into my trailer hitch and hot transmission fluid vapors were escaping under the hood. He was actually carrying a patient and radioed another ambulance to pick up the patient.

The best thing about the whole affair is that no one was hurt – especially the patient. I was amazed to find that my truck had no damage, even the trailer hitch was not folded. The arriving ambulance driver told me he always kept a trailer hitch in the back of his truck for this reason.

While waiting for the police to arrive, the ambulance driver (Shannon) commented on how sad it is to see people fleeing the scene of an accident if they think they could be blamed. The thought going through my head was all those Nashville drivers who don’t have auto insurance. I have also learned that there are quite a few illegal immigrants who flee for fear of being deported.

I told Shannon that while the driver running into the vehicle in front of him was still at fault, there was nothing he could do to prevent it in a situation like this. Heavier vehicles need more time to stop. About the worst thing to do is jump in front of a semi and slam your brakes.

I made sure to relay this information about the accident to the metro police; Shannon seemed to like it. I felt bad for him – he had been driving ambulances for 30 years without an accident.

A friendly conversation ensued between us; he asked me where I was going. My wife was in Illinois visiting her mom and found an antique dining set she wanted, so I was going up there to get it. Strangely enough, Shannon was attempting to sell all kinds of antique furniture inherited from her aunt, some of which was for sale in her antique store in Woodbury.

Life can of course turn strangely at times. There we were on the I-65 side with two Life Flight ambulances and the traffic incident police truck leaning against the railing looking at pictures of antiques on Shannon’s cell phone. I think my wife Susan is going to want some of these antiques.

It could have been a lot worse. When I arrived in Illinois, my mother-in-law told me how one of our relatives lost his life. He was a paramedic caring for a patient in the back of an ambulance that had stopped in the middle of an intersection at the scene of an accident. A motorist speeded up to this intersection without caring what was going on and boned that ambulance. The force catapulted both the paramedic and the patient from the back of that ambulance onto the sidewalk, killing both our relative and the oncoming driver.

My mother-in-law had said a prayer of protection over me just before I left the house that morning. I’m still very surprised that there isn’t a scratch on my truck with no apparent damage behind the front bumper, nor in the area of ​​the trailer hitch body. I think I should use both regularly from now on – the prayers and the hitch remain permanent.

The truth is, any of us could walk away from this life any day as a result of a traffic accident that is not our fault. Glad I was prepared – I’m not talking about seat belts, air bags or trailer hitches. I’m talking about knowing Jesus Christ as my Savior. I especially pray when I have to cross the Nashville freeways on a motorcycle – it’s downright terrifying.