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Tuesday, January 30, 2007

A Small Town


How To Save a Life
By The Fray
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On Sunday January 21 our small community was faced with a horrifying event. In a town where nearly everyone knows nearly everyone else, when a tragedy occurs it seems all are affected.

After church on that Sunday, Jeff and I did our Wal-Mart run for the week and casually noticed paramedics over by the Tuscarawas River. We didn’t really say anything but we did notice. Quite often classes and tests are held in our area for on site learning.

Later in the afternoon I received a phone call with the opening, “Did you hear what happened?” Whenever I hear that question coming from her I always catch my breath and prepare to hear something that I don’t want to hear. She continued to tell me that a car had broken through the guardrail and sailed into the river.


People from a nearby business formed a chain grabbing each others hands going deeper and deeper into the river. They were just 2 people short from reaching the car. Oh how I wish we would have helped. Someone threw a fire extinguisher in hopes of busting a window out. They missed. They saw the terrified faces, they heard the pounding on the windows and the screaming in the back seat as the car sunk further and further into the frigid murky water.


Boats were launched, divers were in the water, emergency people waited on shore and people watched and prayed. The efforts continued on for nearly 6 hours with no results. When I heard that the “rescue” efforts had been halted and would start again in the light of the next morning as a “recover” effort, my heart and my mind collapsed. I screamed to myself ...Where is the faith? … ..Where is the miracle? At that point we didn’t even know the people that were involved ...we didn’t know the ages. We had nothing to go on except a myriad of rumors.

Immediately my thoughts went to my kids. I wanted to make sure that they were all fine regardless of where they were. I called Nathan and Sara...told them I loved them. My thoughts clung nearest to Luke. When the initial “stories” started it was believed that 3 young girls were in the car. I was concerned with how Luke would handle yet another unnecessary death of someone he knew. We’ve had far too many murders and suicides in our little community in the last few years that seemingly no one has been left untouched.

When daytime emerged, the Army Corps of Engineers closed several dams in attempts for the water level to go down so the recovery mission would be successful. The water level had dropped about 4-5 feet. Within an hour of beginning the search the car was found a mere 12 feet from the embankment. Inside the vehicle in the backseat were the bodies of a 16 year old girl and her 89 year old grandmother.

So in our little community we now have a woman who lost her mother AND her daughter in the same day. My heart goes out to her. I pray this doesn’t turn her into an angry person. I pray that she continues her medical practice. I pray that she knows everything happens for a reason. I pray that she feels God’s arms wrapping around her in the absence of her daughter’s and her mom’s arms. I pray that’s enough for her to go on.

Then I experience rage. I scream inwardly wondering HOW? How can this road continue to be open with this hazard? With this inept, poorly constructed guardrail... and all that’s going to be done is a CHECK? Isn’t it obvious that it wasn’t good enough? In the last dozen or so years the body count at this location is FIVE! How many more? How many more? I scoff at the intelligence of those in decision making capacity in our town.

I don’t understand it all but what I do “get” is this: THIS SHOULD NOT HAVE HAPPENED! I don’t understand legalities, I don’t understand protocol but what I do understand is this: THIS SHOULD NOT HAVE HAPPENED!


Hugs, Happiness and Harmony,

Julie



9 Comments:

  • At Tue Jan 30, 11:36:00 AM, Blogger Travis Cody said…

    Positive change should come from unspeakable tragedy. When it does not, that only deepens the horror and sadness of such a terrible accident.

    When any government neglects the public concern and safety, an activist populace must speak out.

    Thank you for sharing this. Your sadness is as profound as your outrage.

     
  • At Tue Jan 30, 12:08:00 PM, Blogger Anndi said…

    My heart breaks for that woman...

    The loss of one is overwhelming enough... too much.

    It is appalling when the same event, different people, keeps reoccurring... May this bring a much needed change.

    Thank you for sharing this with us.

     
  • At Tue Jan 30, 02:43:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    You captured this story so well that my eyes welled up with tears.

     
  • At Tue Jan 30, 06:19:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Dear Julie,

    For years, John and I have seen Mrs. Carpio at 11:30 am Mass and the day she died was no different. Mrs. Carpio was a lady you noticed, although small in stature, she was always seen as she shuffled down the side isle to the middle of the pews, usually about 10 minutes into the service! Often, she sat in our pew or the pew in front of us. John and I always poked each other in the rib with a wink and, "There's little grandma."

    We heard about the accident like most others in the community and were shocked to learn it was "our" little grandma when we saw her obit picture. We didn't know her name, just knew her by sight, and remembered she was in church a mere hour before their deaths. Nicole often was a lector (reader) and either sat at the alter or with her friends. We never made the connection with her and her grandma.

    As you know, John works for Geib Funeral Home and finally got the call to assist with the funeral held at our church last Saturday. Several times (when he could) during the day, John called me and was clearly affected by the experience. It was a beautiful service and the church was packed to overflowing. When it was time to close the caskets at the funeral home, the funeral director asked Nicole's mother if she wanted to tuck her daughter in one more time. It must have been a very touching experience for those involved. I'm in tears thinking about it.

    Anyways, John was asked to drive one of the hearses to Cleveland. When they pulled out of the funeral home parking lot, the whole family was on the curb solemnly watching them take their loved ones to Cleveland.

    Just thought I'd share my experience after reading your blog. I couldn't help but think of my Mom's words on Christmas Day, 2002, when the doctor gave her (and us) her diagnosis. She said, "Somebody has to go with Mark." (Mark kept fighting for five more his death at age 44.) Maybe, Nicole needed her grandma to go with her.

    Mary Ann

     
  • At Tue Jan 30, 07:05:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I am no engineer, but I know something should have been done at that site after the first accident. Now, they have to have a "study" to find out what can be done?? How long will the "study" take? How many more accidents will happen at that spot? My prayers to the mother. Thanks Julie and MaryAnn for the information.

    MLM

     
  • At Tue Jan 30, 09:24:00 PM, Blogger Unknown said…

    Everything happens for a reason. God never lets anything happen just because.

    Thanks for sharing that Julie.

     
  • At Tue Jan 30, 10:25:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Hey Julie,

    Thanks for giving me the heads up on your entry. It was very good, full of emotion and very descriptive.

    I read about that tragic accident in the newspaper but your article had alot more detail. You write very well and I always enjoy reading your work.

    Did you know any of the people involved or the mother/daughter who survives? It seems like the victims were either too young or too old to be driving...what were the road conditions? Was it
    slippery? It is so easy to lose control when there is any ice on the road.

    I also really loved reading the story of the little boy whose dog was put to sleep. How perceptive he was!

    Keep up the good writing and always praise the Lord! Love from Ginny





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  • At Tue Jan 30, 11:17:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Man, Julie I know I can make you laugh but boy did this make me cry They are in a more beautiful place than we can imagine I believe he was with them long before the water filled them, God gave them the breath they needed.

     
  • At Thu Feb 01, 11:17:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I read your entry...

    My mom had given me details about it, and then I saw news coverage about it. It's awful that so many people were so close and still unable to be of any help. It has to be tremendously hard on the mother/daughter of the two; I can't even imagine what she's going though.

    Adam

     

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