Thursday, August 17, 2006

The Yellow Tarp

Los Angeles. A city of millions, notorious for its extensive freeway network, and endless traffic jams at all hours of the day and night. The 405, which runs near the airport, is no exception, having the dubious nickname of "slow-0-5" with the locals and tourists alike.

On our way to Universal Studios from Huntington Beach on Saturday, we expected to sit in traffic for at least some time, but were completely unprepared for the chaos that greeted us on the 405. Traffic was backed up as far as the eye could see, and as we inched forward, I noticed the telltale flashing lights ahead.

There was an accident one exit north of us. We waited patiently, as cars were funneled through the two open lanes of traffic.

As we passed the scene, we couldn't help but look, and were rendered speechless by what we saw. Just beyond the multitude of cops, and the mangled frame of a downed motorcycle, was a figure. Covered by a yellow tarp.

Even the kids (14 & 8) knew what that meant. This person, lying under the yellow tarp, was not leaving in an ambulance. He was leaving with the coroner.

As we passed the horrifying, somber scene, I hung my head in sadness, not only for the human being that was under that tarp, but for his family and friends that would soon receive the devastating news.

May whatever deity they believe in have mercy on them all.


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