Does not look like much of a road does it? Curves off into a pleasant looking country area. A nice choice perhaps for a family drive on a summer evening. That it once was not. It has an tragic history beyond my personal ability to comprehend. We could have taken that turn, and gone to see for ourselves, but opted silently just to look at it as we passed by.
This one has meaning too. Here a Blazer slid off the top of this road to land upside down on the lower road.
A broken collar bone and other injuries. Six months of painful recuperation. He could have died, maybe should have, but did not. Left him with questions and gratitude.
Think of all the road metaphors and sayings you hear. Road to ruin. Road to riches. The road to hell is paved with good intention.
The thing about roads is that you think you have a choice and if you are at a crossroad, you do. But not in the photos up there. The people who suffered in the photos above really did not have a choice beyond being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Take my word on that.
There is a mystery to roads, even the ones we choose at the crossroad. What will happen if you go this way or that. Make an educated guess, but there are no guarantees. There are no explanations when the tragic occurs. No one on either was intoxicated. The roads were not bad. What causes stuff like that to happen? Certainly bad judgment was present. One was deliberate, the other a big surprise. Lives were changed forever.
Normal looking roads for where they are. But I imagine that most roads have their tragic events. Most of the time we drive right past and never think about it unless you see a small cross or other marker left by someone who cared. We get so lost in our own journey that we miss what was a significant event. I guess it is better that way. But both these roads gave me a good deal to ponder last Saturday... not to mention a darned creepy feeling. Eventually I decided that WHY did not matter in either case. It just was.
So, with that mess to consider... the top road is where Diane Downs drove her children with the intention to killing them. Doesn't look like that kind of road does it?