The Maryland train story has taken a tragic turn. I talked to some people at the scene of the crash, and they said the boy was taking pictures and stepped the wrong way into the train.
Later I found out the boy was the grandson of a good friend of mine. She was just telling me yesterday about how he had overcome his dyslexia, and how proud she was of him. She talked about him all the time and beamed with pride. But apparently he wasn’t completely over his dyslexia, because he stepped the wrong way.
I will do what I can to help, but her loss is unimaginable. John John, rest in peace.
Please let her know that this reader of your posts sympathizes with her great loss. May the young lad know true and eternal joy with God in heaven, where nothing is ever amiss or askew or awry.
Thanks, Steven, for sharing this story.
All things considered, there is no hurt worse than having your child go before you! It leaves a mark like no other.
I should add that I have not personally suffered that way but even now I am watching a couple that are friends go through it as I have several times in the past.
We need to hear stories like this every now and then to help us keep our sense of compassion.
It’s so easy to focus on how the traffic is making us late for dinner until we pass the mangled wreck and see the people being hauled away in an ambulance.
Its easy for people to be unaware of the danger they are in. See it all the time on the road and usually nothing bad happens. But add dyslexia and a distraction such as a visual focus on a camera in such a danger area with just plain bad luck? Well………
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Pass on our condolences Tony. It is very very hard to lose a child.