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When I reached her she was semi-conscious with bloody hands, arms and face and a helmet which had exploded on impact exuding foamed plastic through its shell. Later the doctor in the emergency ward would declare this helmet so absorbing the shock undoubtedly saved her life. I disentangled her from the bike and turned to see three people, two women and a man, descending the embankment. In my dazed state I somewhat helped them scoop up Judy and carry her to their waiting car. The next thing I recall we were at the emergency ward of a local hospital some distance away. I think I thanked them but I may not have. They just said good bye and were gone. Our friend, the third rider, being in front had gone on for some time before missing us and retracing his path. Upon coming upon the scene of the accident he encountered a couple of men who had dragged Judy’s bike up to the roadside and righted my bike which I had dropped on the shoulder of the road. When our friend, Tim, introduced himself they asked what should be done with the bikes and the three decided to bring them to the yard of farm nearby.
Judy lost her front teeth which were replaced with cute ceramic ones within 8 weeks. Her pavement rash healed without scar and after a night in hospital for observation she was released. We took a taxi to a local motel and hence I continued on to the farmers place, picked up my bike and rode back to Minneapolis, picked up our car and returned to the motel for my sweetie whence we continued by car to San Francisco returning home some 6 weeks later. In case you are wondering Judy’s damaged bike was transported back to Minneapolis.
Five, nameless to me, fellow empathetic human beings were there when we needed them. In the intervening years, though never so dramatically, strangers have emerged when needed and acted similarly. In a world of accurately reported bad human behaviour I rely on my personal experience to assert that compassion is the human norm and violence the exception. Am I right or am I right?