Running At Night in a Scary World
It was a dark night and I was
glad my light was well charged and the road was fairly quiet. Something was moving about on the road some
distance ahead. Closer, closer, it is black; a dog, a deer? A deer, no, but a calf about 300-400 pounds
was walking around in the middle of the road just under a small hill. My first thought was that I hoped a car
didn’t come over that hill about then.
There would be no way for the driver to see that calf until it was too
late.
Almost as if I had ordered up
an automobile, headlights appeared in
the distance. Oh my! I broke into a sprint toward the calf to try
to scare it off the road. Almost as if
it had a death wish, the animal ran from me for a distance, and then got right
back on the road under the hill. It was
as if this silly animal had some gravitational pull to that piece of road under that hill. A couple more unsuccessful attempts running
around in circles chasing the calf failed to get it off the road. Headlights beamed over the top of us as we
ran around in the shadow of the hill. The
car was getting close.
No time. To the top of the hill. With my light in one
hand, waving my arms back and forth overhead. The vehicle didn’t slow. To the opposite side of the road, I waving my
light back and forth. The vehicle
didn’t slow. Pointing the light
directly into the vehicle, right at the driver,
waving the beam from side to side.
Still, the vehicle did not slow down. It sped past me like I wasn’t even
there.
Bam! Came that special, dreadful sound of a vehicle
cracking into flesh and bone. Brakes
screeched. The vehicle finally stopped. A cloud of steam hissed from it into
the night. Making a dash down the hill to the stopped vehicle, I could see the front hood was caved in. A couple hundred feet up the road lay the
mangled body of the dead calf. It was my
fear someone was hurt seriously or dead, that is, besides the calf. Not sure what I was going to see, I opened
the driver’s side door. Two young men
were just sitting there, looking forward,
like they were waiting at a red light for the light to change.
“Are you guys all right.”
“Yeah, we’re okay.”
“Didn’t you see me trying to
wave you off?”
“Huh?” They didn’t seem overly concerned. In fact, they were pretty calm or numb. I am not sure. From their demeanor I could assume something like this pretty much happened every
night. Maybe it did.
There was no smell of alcohol
and the young men didn’t appear
intoxicated, but I could it was pretty plain to me that I wasn’t dealing here with God’s gift to the
intelligence pool right at that moment.
Scary thing was, that I had been running in the dark on this road many
times not fully aware that people like that were driving up and down it. For sure, I knew right then that I was going
to be much more careful in future; maybe even curtail my night running.
“Can I help you push the
vehicle off the road before someone comes along and hits you?
“Huh? Well, I guess we could if you want to.”
It’s a dangerous world.