Letter: Good Samaritans in abundance: Thank you all!


Dear ummm, uh...? “I-Don’t-Know”:

Usually when I want to thank someone I just call them up, or go see them, and say, “Thanks!” sometimes with a big hug, or a pat on the back; always, Aaways with sincerity. But …

Q: What do you do though, if you don’t know WHO you need to thank, where they live, or maybe don’t even know what they look like?

A: Letter to the Editor . . . duh!!

That’s why I’m writing this.

Monday (Nov. 30th) my 8-year-old son Zeke, and I were in a head-on collision on Hwy. 260 at the Western Drive intersection. I still can’t quite believe it, and although by now we’re starting to heal physically (a few bruises and pains left), mentally is a different story! I definitely cannot think about it too long without having some emotional turmoil start up again in my stomach, head, heart, and a little “liquid-emotion” in my eyes.

But now that I’m thinking about it anyway... do you know what completely amazes me? All the people around there that crazy Monday morning who immediately pitched in and helped.

I want to scream “THANK YOU!” to you all. So, here’s a list (please forgive me if I missed anyone -- take a BIG thanks for yourself anyway.) You know who you are!

1. The man that pulled over right by us and offered for me to use his phone, but I was shaking so extremely bad he called my husband (Seth) for me! Thanks! I don’t know what “interrogation” Seth’s secretary put you through (HA! Just kidding, Heedo!) but I needed my “Honey” there, and you did it for me.

2. The “superman” that flew into the Quick Country Store, grabbed the fire extinguisher, ran down the highway, and put the flames out on my sad munched-up Yukon. Of course, fire crews made sure it was completely out later, but you did the immediate reaction thing - the kind of stuff you see in movies! I was SO scared the Yukon was going to blow up, but you jumped right in there and risked your own safety for us! Thank you, thank you!

3. A least four or five people that ran over to my truck to make sure nobody was in there … there were flames gushing out of it! Wow! I was sitting on the curb, seeing these amazing strangers (risking their lives possibly) to help . . . who knows who?! You didn’t know me, I don’t know you! But you were there, so fast, so brave! Thank you!

4. The lady with the short brown hair that left her car in the highway just to come over to help us ... THANK YOU! You hugged me and talked to me, which kept me distracted and focused enough on you that I didn’t pass out! You spent so much time with us and were very comforting (as much as “comfort” can actually exist in that situation!). You did wonders!

5. The man that was on his way out of state, but let me use his soft warm coat, because I was shaking so horribly bad! Then you let me keep wearing it even though you had to leave to continue on your trip! Thanks! It helped so much. (p.s. did you pick it up from my husband’s shop?)

6. Of course, ALL the emergency people, police, ABC tow truck, fire crews, Seth-the-paramedic (my first effort at a happy thought was when I heard your name is the same as my husband’s) and the rest of that ambulance crew: Cory(?), and didn’t catch the nice lady’s name either .... you were all so gentle, understanding, and explained everything to us. Zeke really needed people like you, so he didn’t “freak out.” You let us ride in the same ambulance, helped Zeke and I to find each other’s hands to hold, since we couldn’t turn our heads to see each other. Thank you for being so kind (and for driving smoothly to the hospital!)

For the ones that I know your names, you’ve either already got, or soon will be getting your personal thank you, and a big ol’ HUG (when I can hug without pain!) Obviously, first and foremost, my husband Seth, (not the VV paramedic-heeh!) my precious back-seat passenger, Zeke, who calmly kept reminding me “Don’t have a heart attack, Mom!” AND who had been wearing his seat belt the CORRECT way; my incredible, loving Dad and Mom, who have dropped everything and ran to me so many times in my life; my dear sister-in-law Heather who always seems to be there for me at my MOST desperate times; Darlene - I know I saw your pretty face at some point that day; and all my family and friends who’s prayers helped us through!


Lydia and Zeke Collins



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