Ligia and I were taking a leisurely walk on Beach Drive last night (Friday), when we were confronted with the overpowering smell of spilled fuel. On our way there, we’d seen a fire engine, but we didn’t think twice about it. This time, I thought I’d inquire, camera in hand. After walking through 100 yards full of fuel fumes, we were both a bit nauseous, but I pushed on, curious. By this time a few police cars had gathered as well, and I could see that there were two fire engines and more policemen on I-495, which runs parallel to Beach Drive on that portion of the road. Something big had happened.

I walked up to a policeman’s car, waved, and he rolled down his window. “What happened?”, I asked. He lifted his eyes from the keypad of his laptop. “We got one death, and an overturned tanker,” he said, then looked back down at the keys. “That’s why the fuel smell…” offered I. “Yeah.” I thanked him, walked forward, took a few photos, then turned to join Ligia. It was then that the mention of death registered with me. Oops, I was more concerned with the stench of fuel than someone’s death… Shame on me. It’s sad how only the things that affect us personally register properly in our span of attention.
I don’t know who died up on that highway, and how he or she died, and truth be told, death always leaves me speechless. Don’t look to me for consolation when someone dies, because I won’t know what to say. I’ll just give you a blank stare, followed by an awkward pause and the usual, trite phrases.

What I did want to say tonight is this: please be careful when you’re driving. That person that died out there was probably on the way home after a long work week. They were probably looking forward to the weekend, perhaps spending time with the one they loved. Now, they’re not here anymore. When you’re out on the highway, barreling down the lanes in your car, upset that the people in front of you are too slow, think about that. It may be your mistake or someone else’s, but you may end up dead. Keep your eyes peeled, put that phone down, and drive safely.

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Wow! Well I’m glad I didn’t see it in person. It’s never any fun to see a huge tanker start rolling over right in front of you! It’s a good thing it didn’t flip over the divider and onto the cars in your lanes. Thanks for sharing this, Mel!
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hey i was there when it happened. we were on the opposite side going in the opposite direction, getting off at exit 33 connecticut avenue. we were in a bit of traffic so we werent moving too fast when we saw the truck coming, and saw what seem as tho the tire of the truck had popped and the driver must have then lost control… when the whole truck flipped over right before our eyes. never have i seen something like that. i’m always afraid of getting in a car accident. i think if i was to get in one, even if wasn’t like big, i think i would have a heart attack. i panicked but yeah just seeing that left me in shock!
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