Growing up on our farm beside the highway leading from Edmonton to Grande Prairie, Alberta, I witnessed many accidents. There were just as many on the gravel roads and we lost several farmers this way. We were hit by a J B Hunt truck when we were hauling grain in a 1932 IH 3 ton truck. Scares the heck out of you.   Now the highway has been twinned, as they say, turned into four lanes and split each way.  My sister was hit crossing the twin. She looks fine, but her brain function will never be the same. Nor will her back.

I saw the previews but am glad to know that Cal is still with us. My mom was an E.R. nurse in the G.P. hospital and always said that while we were at home working on the farm, she didn't want to see us come in on her shift. I was the only that every did. Concussion from catching a Jack-all in the chest and chin. Knocked me out cold. Boy was my mom upset when she had to check me over in the E.R.