One year ago from today, I had a ½ mile drive home. I was in the Middle of nowhere, near the end of the world (buras, LA). I was following a friend back to the house, and decided to have some fun and speed home. I only had one turn, and I took that left turn as fast as I thought my modified ford f250 could take it. Half way into the turn, it felt like my wheels buckled in the front end. I starred ahead and saw I was headed straight for a power pole (an image I don’t know if ill ever forget). I thought about which way I should turn to avoid the pole. It was too late. I tried to open the door and get out to check the damage, but my arms wouldn’t come uncrossed. I didn’t hurt, I just couldn’t move. The lucky part of the crash, was that I did it directly in front of the local fire department. A female firefighter was at my window within seconds. She first asked me who was in the other car, and I acted as if I didn’t know what she was talking about, (I wasn’t giving up my friend). We then spoke for a minute about my condition. At that time I don’t think she knew how badly I was hurt, neither did I! I had no bumps, bruises, cuts, scratches, nothing but a severely broken neck. I wasn’t wearing my seatbelt, and it’s my opinion that the airbag broke my neck. She asked who to contact and I told her to call Matti and not call my mom, because she had been through enough already. I had recently lost my stepdad and niece to a plane crash. She told me to just relax and wait for more help, that’s the last I remember. I would say around a month/month and a half after the crash I became consciously aware of my condition and began to remember each day. My family tells me I was awake and conscious During that time, but I have a much different recollection than what was reality.

Well I ran out of time to finish my story. Typing by mouth is very tedious. There is a lot more about the past year that I would like everyone to know, hopefully I will get it written down soon.