I often wonder if the people who throw themselves off buildings or bridges change their mind halfway down. Thanks for a good story.
On Thursday, July 10, 2014, Danny Hearn <[email protected]> wrote: > Some years ago I was out driving in my power wheelchair and feeling sorry > for my mizerable quad life-style, well I went down by the railroad tracks > not far from my home, I said I hope I just get stuck in the middle of the > train tracks and the next train ends my suffering ! Well I cross those > tracks almost daily, but a bad storm had loosened up all the gravel in the > tracks and low and behold my chair sunk in and spun deeper and deeper into > the middle of the tracks...after a while I began to panic because a train > was due in about 10 minutes or so....I began to think--why oh why did I > say I wanted to die on the tracks?? How stupid of me, I'm not ready to die > just yet ! I began to pray...lord help me get out of here and i'll not talk > foolish again. Then I began yelling help ! help me ! as loud as I could > because the area was pretty deserted back then, To my good fortune a man > over a quarter mile away was out working on his truck...He thought he heard > someone yelling help -but could see no-one in sight, so he went inside and > got his binoculars...he then told his wife..honey am I seeing things on the > railroad tracks? she looked thru the binoculars and said, heck no- there is > a man in a wheelchair yelling and waving his arms!! Well to sum it up he > jumped in his truck and hurried to me and pulled me out.I was very thankful > and he said if I had not been out working on my truck, we would never have > heard you. I was relieved and thankful and have lived many years since that > incident. Dan H*** >
