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Title
Document Type
Narrative Essay
Publication Date
1997
Excerpt
The Sunday was like any other Sunday in March. I did homework all day because I had procrastinated until the last day of the weekend to do it. At ten o'clock I went down stairs to watch the evening news with my father. The leading story was about a tragic car accident. A man, whose name I never learned, side-swiped another car on his way home from a bar. He knew that he was drunk and would get arrested if he stopped, so he sped off. He ran a red stop light at sixty miles an hour and slammed into a car with two young high school girls. One of the young ladies had her neck snapped and died instantly. The other girl, alive when the paramedics arrived at the scene, bled to death before she could be cut out of the mutilated steel that was once a car. The girls' names were not listed because they were both under eighteen, but they announced that they went to a high school other than mine. It was, however, revealed that the drunk driver's blood alcohol level was at 0.2, twice the legal limit in Wisconsin. I remember feeling oddly relieved by all the information given because I assumed I didn't know the young ladies that were murdered. This was the last I thought of the accident for three days.
Recommended Citation
Porter, Willaim W. III, "The Caring Touch (1997)" (1997). The Valpo Core Reader. 171.
http://scholar.valpo.edu/core_reader/171