He’s described by his family as a loving father and hard-working husband. He’s described by his doctors as a man who needs multiple surgeries to deal with a dozen fractures and spinal cord injury.
He arrived at an area hospital with no pulse after a motorcycle accident south of Phoenix at the intersection of 24th Street and Baseline Road.
Fifty-four words in three paragraphs to describe the deaths of two people in one accident. The meager numbers are of course not indicative of the inherent human worth of the victims, but rather the commonplace nature of tragedies in our society.
A few days ago, an Arizona Department of Public Safety officer on a motorcycle was hit by an SUV at a Phoenix intersection. A fire captain told a TV station reporter that the accident was in early evening, around 7:50 p.m.
Phoenix’s NBC TV affiliate recently had on its website the story of a motorcycle hit by a car on the city’s west side. According to the station, the motorcycle rider was in “extremely critical condition” after being hit by the Nissan Altima on Buckeye Road at 79th Avenue.
Because of the warmth of the Arizona sun, we tend to feel as if it’s spring here well before people in northern climes do. While they’re out shoveling snow off their sidewalks, we are basking in sunny days with temperatures climbing into the 80s in February and then onward and upward in March, April and May.
