
LO Bike Writer Erika Durham's bike as I photographed it in the morning. 2 hours
later, it was lying in the middle of West 25th St. With Erika face down and out cold.
Yesterday I had the misfortune of watching a bicyclist get hit by a car. The girl was riding
south on West 25th, when a car looking for a parking space dove in without looking, and
without turn signals, not that the signal would have mattered. She was already next to and
almost past the car. It was terribly unfortunate for all.
As I got up to help the person hurt I realized it was one of the writers for the Lakewood
Observer. She was out cold, and made the call to the police, Terry from the Bier Market
was a great help as was Jean, Nickie Antonio's partner/spouse. The Cleveland police were
there very quickly, and in the end a couple broken teeth, a lot of bruises and pain, but
nothing broken. Whew.
The driver of the car was a real nice guy, who was completely shaken and a mess as we
talked to the police, and we both compared notes on the accident. He accepted full responsibility
and pulled me aside later to once again tell me how sorry he was, and how bad he felt,
and he once again promised that everything would be right in the end. The police cited
him, and I went off to Metro Hospital. Where she got great care and was released.
But the point of this story is. Had everyone taken a breath, looked in the mirrors before
turning. None of this would happen. It took me back to the last time I rode my motorcycle
home from work. The distance is 28 blocks. I was almost hit 3 times, but people just not
looking for motorcycles, or riders. Not evil, or drunk, or out of it. Three very coherent
people just trying to beat the pattern and get on Detroit.
Riders, bikers, walkers, cars, buses, skate boarders, whatever. WE ALL HAVE RIGHTS ON
PUBLIC STREETS. Take a second, and look around. Take a moment, and look both ways,
Learn to let people into traffic, we are all not really in the hurry we believe we are in. We
can all use and our lives improved by taking a breath, and letting someone in, looking
around.
Yesterday could have turned out far worse than it did. In the end, I got to spend the
afternoon with one of my favorite writers, meet her family.
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