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  1. #16
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    Thanks for your kindness, Crankin.

    Doesn't have to be war to experience the trauma of seeing a loved one's body or seeing an accident where someone got killed.

    Just last night, a person who I know face to face in Toronto, witnessed a skatebroader death, where he got crushed by a dump truck. She herself is a victim of medical malpractice, where now she is permanently disabled by an incorrect surgery (for cancer). She was a cyclist and a mother of 2 adult children.

    So a 2nd different trauma for her for this incident she witnessed:

    Posted 21 October 2011 02:59 PM
    i was on king s.t waiting for the streetcar around 6.20 am, streetcars are slow even in the morning and its usually busy enough but not that busy.. a young man was skateboarding past me as i stood there, i glimpsed at him, looked down at my gym bag, looked up for the westbound streetcar and saw, a garbage truck turn south on spadina, and the young man go under.. it was like he was sucked under the wheels,,, i do not know how the driver did not see him crossing nor the young man , if he tried to stop i missed it...
    he was crushed.. i rushed over.. i was about 20 meters away.. and the driver was standing there, he just stood there, people behind him were rushing out of their cars and one lady was screaming... i could not see the man, just his broken skateboard, he was under the wheels..
    it is so heartwrenching, thinking of his family.. did they know, where was he going, all these questions ran through my head it felt like an hour i stood there trying to figure out where he was..
    lucky we have bicycle police all the time downtown and spadina is a busy road, with chinatown just the next three streets up... the firetrucks are near and were there right away, i could do nothing, i felt helpless other than telling what i saw, a youngish man, about my sons age... the skateboard, the speed he was going

    i was told to leave... they found him under the back corner wheel, he did not make it

    hug your family, you just never know..
    Last edited by shootingstar; 10-22-2011 at 07:10 PM.
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