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I want to thank The Lord Jesus for protecting me and my friend, Roy.
Thursday we went down close to Morgantown WV to look at an old Allison Chambers tractor that my friend was interested in.
We towed a 3000# trailer down there to be able to bring it back with us if he purchased it. The day went very smooth. The tractor was exactly what we expected and Roy purchased it. It did not run and had a front loader on it, so it was not easy to get on his trailer. We also had a smooth trip back even through his truck was towing more than recommended.
When we got back I drained the cooling system and took out the thermostat of my car. I discovered they had sold me the wrong one. Since my car did not run, Roy took me into town to exchange it. We had to unhook the trailer from his truck.
We picked up the part and was returning back to his place. It was cold and the snow was blowing across the road in places. We came over a rise in the road when we seen the road was totally covered in ice on the other side of the rise. His truck started to head off the road. He corrected several times and each time it got worse, not better. We ended up going off the road backwards.
I was stunned that the impact was so great. We hit an embankment and it was so cold that it was like hitting a concrete wall. I hit my head pretty hard.
When I jumped out of the truck, I was waist high in snow. The police in our state give tickets for any kind of accident and they are not cheap. But to our surprise two young men came running up to our truck even before we got out.
The one offered to go get his 4X4 pickup and try to pull us out. It was really buried in a deep ditch full of snow. You could not even see the tires on one side. I though to myself, he will never pull this truck out of this, it is buried so deep. I could tell he also did not think he could do it by the way he spoke.
He was back in a very short time and we hooked them up. He had a good truck and he really knew how to drive it. Even more, he really went beyond the call of being a good Samaritan by abusing his truck pulling us out. He was smoking all four tires for quite a distance. We had traffic backed up on both sides of the road for a few minutes.
But he got us out and we were gone before the police got there.
To our amazement Roy's truck drove OK. When we got back to his shop, we found the damage was pretty small considering the impact. We both thought one side would be wiped out.
I was very thankful for that miracle because Roy was taking me after a part for my car. I felt responsible.
When I tried to finish my car, I found I was not preforming at full capacity. I got the thermostat in OK, but then poured the new anti freeze in the radiator without closing the petcock. I poured it out into the drain pan full of dirty coolant.
I drove home with great care since I could tell I was not operating well. When I got home I was aware I had a headache.
I never turn the stove burned on high and I have never once failed to set my timer so I will not forget what I put on the burner. But I turned the burner on high and did not set the timer.
I went to my room and answered some emails. I got tired and went to bed leaving the pan on the burner.
I awake several hours later by the smell of smoke. I walked out of my bedroom and I could not see across the living room for the smoke. I covered my mouth and nose and went to the kitchen to turn the stove off. It was a real mess. I opened a window and turned on the exhaust fan in the kitchen.
I have let that fan run 24 hours since then, but my place still smells like smoke.
I fractured my skull at five, and again at 11, and again at 19. I was in bed all summer with the concussion when I was 11. The one at 19 was by far the most serious. I broke the rim off the steering when with my arm, and then broke the steering column off the dash with my nose. The doctor who operated on me told me that not one person in 10,000 would have survived that accident. For the impact shoved the bones in my nose up toward my skull. That is the same blow that commandos use to kill their adversary. The bones pierce the skull and kill the opponent.
I had to have another operation a few months later to repair the damage as much as possible. But I had severe complications for many years.
I could see later that The Lord had prepared me for that accident. I was doing as many as 2500 pushups in a night. I was able to bench press over 300# and I only weighed 119#. That is the same muscles I used to soften the impact in that accident.
So I am very thankful Roy's truck was not damaged worse than it was. I am also thankful that Roy was not hurt and that I was not hurt worse than I was.
I keep expecting what I deserve. The Lord keeps showing me grace instead.
Lou Newton
Thursday we went down close to Morgantown WV to look at an old Allison Chambers tractor that my friend was interested in.
We towed a 3000# trailer down there to be able to bring it back with us if he purchased it. The day went very smooth. The tractor was exactly what we expected and Roy purchased it. It did not run and had a front loader on it, so it was not easy to get on his trailer. We also had a smooth trip back even through his truck was towing more than recommended.
When we got back I drained the cooling system and took out the thermostat of my car. I discovered they had sold me the wrong one. Since my car did not run, Roy took me into town to exchange it. We had to unhook the trailer from his truck.
We picked up the part and was returning back to his place. It was cold and the snow was blowing across the road in places. We came over a rise in the road when we seen the road was totally covered in ice on the other side of the rise. His truck started to head off the road. He corrected several times and each time it got worse, not better. We ended up going off the road backwards.
I was stunned that the impact was so great. We hit an embankment and it was so cold that it was like hitting a concrete wall. I hit my head pretty hard.
When I jumped out of the truck, I was waist high in snow. The police in our state give tickets for any kind of accident and they are not cheap. But to our surprise two young men came running up to our truck even before we got out.
The one offered to go get his 4X4 pickup and try to pull us out. It was really buried in a deep ditch full of snow. You could not even see the tires on one side. I though to myself, he will never pull this truck out of this, it is buried so deep. I could tell he also did not think he could do it by the way he spoke.
He was back in a very short time and we hooked them up. He had a good truck and he really knew how to drive it. Even more, he really went beyond the call of being a good Samaritan by abusing his truck pulling us out. He was smoking all four tires for quite a distance. We had traffic backed up on both sides of the road for a few minutes.
But he got us out and we were gone before the police got there.
To our amazement Roy's truck drove OK. When we got back to his shop, we found the damage was pretty small considering the impact. We both thought one side would be wiped out.
I was very thankful for that miracle because Roy was taking me after a part for my car. I felt responsible.
When I tried to finish my car, I found I was not preforming at full capacity. I got the thermostat in OK, but then poured the new anti freeze in the radiator without closing the petcock. I poured it out into the drain pan full of dirty coolant.
I drove home with great care since I could tell I was not operating well. When I got home I was aware I had a headache.
I never turn the stove burned on high and I have never once failed to set my timer so I will not forget what I put on the burner. But I turned the burner on high and did not set the timer.
I went to my room and answered some emails. I got tired and went to bed leaving the pan on the burner.
I awake several hours later by the smell of smoke. I walked out of my bedroom and I could not see across the living room for the smoke. I covered my mouth and nose and went to the kitchen to turn the stove off. It was a real mess. I opened a window and turned on the exhaust fan in the kitchen.
I have let that fan run 24 hours since then, but my place still smells like smoke.
I fractured my skull at five, and again at 11, and again at 19. I was in bed all summer with the concussion when I was 11. The one at 19 was by far the most serious. I broke the rim off the steering when with my arm, and then broke the steering column off the dash with my nose. The doctor who operated on me told me that not one person in 10,000 would have survived that accident. For the impact shoved the bones in my nose up toward my skull. That is the same blow that commandos use to kill their adversary. The bones pierce the skull and kill the opponent.
I had to have another operation a few months later to repair the damage as much as possible. But I had severe complications for many years.
I could see later that The Lord had prepared me for that accident. I was doing as many as 2500 pushups in a night. I was able to bench press over 300# and I only weighed 119#. That is the same muscles I used to soften the impact in that accident.
So I am very thankful Roy's truck was not damaged worse than it was. I am also thankful that Roy was not hurt and that I was not hurt worse than I was.
I keep expecting what I deserve. The Lord keeps showing me grace instead.
Lou Newton
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