Tuesday night when I was driving home, the weather was cruddy. We had black ice and it was slick. I knew it was going to be an awful drive home when I turned on to the main street from work and saw flashing lights. Once I passed that mess, I saw several more flashing lights, ambulances and firetrucks heading on to I80. About an exit before I had to get off I noticed 4 fire trucks and at least 3 police cars. A car slid off and took out the posting and went down the embankment. I thought to myself while I slid past it, I pray the person driving is alright.
Well I just found out less than 30 minutes ago who that person was. My son Ethan's friend James. James I always joke around with telling him he is my son from another Mother and Father. It is funny because when I said that the boys laughed and told me that is what his Dad says to Ethan. James was just heading back after picking up his mother from work. He hit a patch of ice, slid into the back of a semi truck and then went off the road down the embankment and where a tree stopped his car. Here is what his car looks like.