The mistake your kids will hate you for
September 5th, 1989. That day changed my life forever. Our little S-10 pickup was struck, on the passenger side, by an oncoming car at 65 mph. We flew 30 feet in air, spun 180 degrees and slammed into the a telephone pole… again, on the passenger side. Where I was sitting. With no seat belt. I was inches from dying both times. We slammed to the ground and my dad, my little brother and I were all thrown from the truck. Oddly enough, I was the least injured. My dad was the worst. He severed part of his spinal cord