When the seat belt law first came out I refused to buckle up.
It makes me angry that the law refuses to protect innocent babies in the womb, yet pretends to care about my safety.
There is the profane excuse of choice for one, while I have no choice about my own life.
So, for the first three years the safety belt lay there on the seat. No clicking for me.
Daughter Tammy became a paramedic. She was having none of it, and began to bug her dad and me to “buckle up.”
This morning after reading the Super Bowl hoopla—this story reached in and took a piece of my soul.
Sunday morning around 11:30 am traffic was backed up for miles on Interstate4 near Lake Mary.
Words can’t describe the sadness of writing that Laura Grant, only 17, and Eddie Culberhouse, just 19, died at the scene when they were thrown from the vehicle.
Laura was a senior at Boone High School; Eddie graduated from Boone in 2009.
Their four friends in back were taken to Orlando Regional Medical Center. One is in critical condition.
It was Laura who was driving; she lost control and flipped the SUV.
Laura and Eddie were not wearing seat belts.
How about you? Do you wear a seat belt? Let’s talk about it.
May Your Glass Always Be Half Full
This addition is late I know, but shocking personal news is making it difficult for me to concentrate.
Years ago a friend became paralyzed in an accident when someone in the rear seat slammed her in the back. Four people were in the car—not one was wearing a safety belt.
Chapter Five is finally there: