. So it's 9:30 pm and I'm sitting in my office, trying to finish up on my Bangladesh energy assignment I'm turning in tomorrow to the company where I interviewed for a job.
I have the windows open, although I'm guessing most of my neighbors have their homes shut up tight for air conditioning.
I'm writing about Bangladesh's extreme energy needs, when I thought I heard a crash outside. Not a big one, just a small one that didn't quite get my attention. There's a very sharp bend in the road just a little ways up from my house, and a high underground water table has caused the road to buckle in that bend. If you're not familiar with the road and drive down it faster than 25, it can be a very bumpy ride. Bumpy enough that I always hear cars and trucks rattle and bounce, with their drivers no doubt cursing, as they go over those bumps. You don't really see them until you're on them.
So then I hear a man's voice yelling. I thought it was a neighbor. But it sounded like he was yelling help. Help me. Was this my imagination? I remembered the crash-like sound I heard. I went to my front window and stuck my head out. Nothing. Then I heard it again, more distinctly this time in the darkness. Help. Help me.
I immediately called 911 and told the cop I thought I heard a small crash, and I thought I was hearing someone yell help, but it was pitch black out there.
Within a few minutes there was an army of police, EMT out there, looked to be about 8 vehicles. It was a motorcycle rider who had indeed lost his balance on those bumps.
The neighbor's kid said there was blood on the road. I didn't go close enough to see, although I did have a nice conversation with my neighbor across the street. The only other time I talked to her was when i complained about her barking dog. She is divorced now, is a new blonde and happy. She told me she had cancer and her husband left her.
(I actually knew she was divorced already because when i did my census work last summer, her house was one of my assignments, and while I left my nameand phone number in her door when she wasn't home, and she called me to do the survey over the phone, I don't think she put two and two together and realized it was me she was talking to.)
Anyway, I sure am glad I was sitting in my office,not the bedroom, becus i might not have heard it in any other room but my office. Come to think of it, I'm really glad that guy was not knocked unconscious, becus if he hadn't yelled, there was no one around to call police. Who knows how long he would have lain there.
They are still cleaning up from the accident. As far as I'm concerned, any motorcycle accident is a serious one. And Connecticut does not have a helmet law, so if he wasn't wearing one, he's probably in worse shape because of it.
I would think the town could be liable becus it's a known hazard, been like that for years, and they haven't fixed it.
Why I called 911
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If not for your employment situation, you might have been running the ac with windows closed and not have heard him. Something to ponder.
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