Who Cares? Who Cares!!! A question, or a bold comment by those who do NOT care about others when they drive? Sitting in the car as traffic has stopped ahead when all of a sudden you hear a loud crashing sound, only to realize you have been propelled into high speed traffic. Slow motion takes over and you are now aware in moments you may not see another day. As the car skids onto the freeway turning counterclockwise you first see other vehicles nearly missing your vehicle avoiding more vehicle damage, bodily injury, or the possibility of death. The Vehicle still in a spiraling motion you can now see more vehicles coming toward the back of your spouses head. Almost in tears as the cars come only inches from taking the life of the one you love and hold dearest in your heart.  The pain starts to set in and the reality of what has just happened is now firmly in your mind. The carelessness of another driver has caused severe bodily injury and almost caused the loss of your life. You are unable to move as the emergency vehicles start to show up.  This is my story and I am happy to be alive to share it with you. But think for a moment of the countless deaths and the tragedy for the family members who did not walk away to talk about their experience.  Who Cares? or Who Cares! I ask this as a question to those who have seen such an accident and merely drive away to share a horrific story of the crash they saw on their drive. It is more often the second with an exclamation point where people will gawk and drive on as if nothing has happened. I have been totally amazed that hundreds of people can see an accident and not care enough to see if the victims are ok or in need of emergency assistance.  I feel in my heart victim rights are not being recognized. The Suspect in an accident merely calls their insurance company and walks away never to know the degree of pain and suffering caused by their negligence. The victim faces pain and grief unknown by those who witness or cause these types of accidents. Walk in my shoes for a moment and you will still not know all the pain suffered unless you are a victim.  The unfinished jobs, remodels, yard work undone, housework unable to be done, and yes a love life totally altered or gone for the time of recovery.  Days after the accident there is much to do, and no help in getting things done. Police reports, insurance claims, hospital visits, and the task of reclaiming personal property from the vehicle you will see for the last time as mangled wreckage. I have also walked in the shoes of those who lost their loved ones. Walking along the wreckage of many vehicles whose end was a wreckage grave yard. As we cams through the yard where I would see my vehicle for the last time, I asked the worker if it was difficult to work in such a place knowing the vehicles here has been involved in accidents where people had been injured or killed. The young man was in tears as he told me of seeing a pair of shoes laden in the blood of a child who did not live to see another day. The wasted life of a five year old girl ripped from her shoes as her life ended due to the negligence of another. There was no one left to tell “I am sorry”, as the family lost their life together in the tragic event. Other stories were told as the young man drove me to the wreckage that was once my car. I asked him if there were times he wanted to quit and go into another business. I was told at times he wanted to walk away, but he felt he could do the victims honor by staying and having emotion.  As difficult as this was for him he wanted to stay because he did care for those involved, and wanted to help in a way only he could understand. When I arrived at what was once my car, I removed the few remaining belongs. At first I thought I would keep everything left from the accident, yet as time went on they became grim reminders of the day and pain suffered. I made a decision I would soon regret sitting in the drivers seat for the very last time to say goodbye to this valued friend. As I sat in the drivers seat I was taken immediately back to the accident the emotions and feelings I may not live another day to see the smile of then one I love. The emotional pain was too great to stay in the seat of a vehicle we enjoyed. Going forward looking into the purchase of a new vehicle it became difficult to sit in the driver’s seat in any vehicle that reminded us of the car we once loved.  Doctor’s visits and physical therapy started, missing days from a regular life and work. Dealing wit the pain leading to the day when surgery becomes a reality. Not knowing if your spouse would be faced with the same. Dental work from broken teeth, impacted teeth, and the eventual removal of damaged teeth unable to save. Your spouse has already gone through this and more still facing the possibility of the surgery that has made normal life impossible.  More and more you want to bring sense to what happened to you on a day when one decision placed you in harms way. The negligence of another that if happened two seconds later may have ended your life. Day after day we see accidents, and yet most do not take the time to know if they were two minutes earlier leaving on the ride the accident may have involved them. Sooner or later the odds are you will see or be involved in the accident. If you tailgate, or are distracted due to negligence the odds are greater you will drastically change or end the life of another.  I ask any one who takes the time to read my story to please open your eyes before it is too late. If you take only a moment when entering your vehicle to think Safe Smart Driver, become one and save a life that could be yours.  I offer to victims the chance to tell their story, and finally let others know what really happens when we see cars become tangled wreckage. I would also invite others whose actions caused pain and grief to write and help others avoid the kind of pain suffered by accident victims every day.