It happened in July 1966. I was fourteen years old and I just witnessed my brother getting hit by a car.
Today something strange happened. Images of the day flooded my mind. A scene that I have obsessed about after the fact but rarely thought about for thirty years.
We were two families vacationing together. My father picked up my brother and they headed off to the hospital. I remember being left behind to look after the belongings.
For some reason, I knew then my brother wouldn’t make it and he died four days later. That memory is important to me as it kind of marks a time for me being out there.
I also remember being in the car when they took my brother to the hospital and my father telling his friend to go faster.
These memories have always been with me from that time and I don’t think they have changed.
What occurred to me today and I never realized it before, how could I be waiting beside the road with our belongings and thinking my brother wasn’t going to make it and be in the car on the way to the hospital at the same time?
It was a spooky thought. Is it a trick of memory, years gone by confusing things or is it possible that something else happened.
Its weird.
It’s very noble of you to share this personal history Ich. Perhaps you really were in two places at the same time as I guess your mind would be in a state of shock. Time and place could get mixed up..
This very sad memory reminds me of a scene from the movie ‘The Doors’ when Jim Morrison as a young boy witnessed a car accident on the road, I don’t recall exactly but I think it was a Native American who was killed. I think Jim became obsessed with the spirit life afterwards.
Hi tigercity;
My parents were in a state of shook and grief and I had two brothers who were just infants then. I left them alone to their own devices.
A girl friend of mine and so many others who I was close to near that time never knew I had a brother. She found out about it four years ago after reading my fathers obituary.
She said, “Why didn’t you ever speak of it”.
It is only recently that I have. I am not in mourning, but it can throw a screw into your mind.
He had an open casket funeral and my last memories of him was this pale face with blush on his cheeks and a cast on his skull, a caricature of Frankenstein.
That image haunted me for the longest time and prevented me from falling asleep. I was too frightened as the nightmares were terrible, so I started drinking.
I came to my senses some seven to nine years after the fact, living life on the edge as if every day would be my last.
I have seen enough death in my life and also watched the birth of new.
I was a Christian for a time and tried other faiths too.
Yes, I was and probably still am obsessed with the other side as it were.
Trying to be objective is difficult, but I believe honesty is key.
How people can claim something that no one knows to be true or not is fraud in my eyes.
Whether I was in two places at one or not is a mystery to me. I think it must have been the shock but not aware till now.
Like you, I can’t believe for a minute that you can fool God. In your case, if God exists.
I appreciate your comments as you appear to have given this matter as much thought as I, although we come to a few different conclusions, I understand your thoughts and you don’t have to refer to a “verse” to state your case, you use your mind.
For that tigercity, I thank you