Roadkill always makes me very sad, sometimes to the point of tears.

One of my saddest moments was killing a very large turtle whom I didn't see at all. I was in a huge line of traffic moving slowly, bumper to bumper, going home from work. This huge turtle, I hate to imagine how old, picked then to cross this very busy road. Because the cars were so close together, I couldn't see him come out from under the car in front of me in time to stop. I was devastated when I heard the crunch of the shell and realized what I'd hit. I walked in the house just bawling and wasn't myself for several days.

Since then I've made it a personal obligation to save every single turtle I see; I stop every single time, whether on bike or in a car, to help them across the road. Just did it today, in fact! I guess if I save enough, I'll forgive myself for the one I crushed. I still hate to think about it.

Emily