Yesterday I was at the Port Orange Farmers Market | Flea Market just having the best time..it was chilly...but it got chillier when I heard sirens coming down the road. I'm one of those people who are deeply impacted by police sirens...gotta admit unless you are at a parade...sirens can be a sad thing...
Whenever I hear sirens I stop...say a little prayer...and sometimes get teary eyed. I tend to imagine the worst but even in best case scenario sirens can be a sad thing.
Yesterday was no different...all I can think of are the many people who visit and live in Daytona Beach motorcycle riders...bicyclist...pedestrians and drivers on the road..most of all my family.
As the sirens continue to get louder and louder it ended with a huge crash...immediately people started running..it wasn't a pretty sight.
On This chilly Sunday Morning...
Just days before Christmas....3 young men were running from the law...and banged into another car...ran their car right into a building...and ran by foot into a neighborhood. A young man tackled two of them...and the 3 young men were caught....
I overheard a police man state..it appears there is a handgun in the front seat....it hit me like a ton a bricks..it was deep impact!
As I looked down the street...the other car was still in the road...these innocent victims were just driving and one can only speculate what their plans were this chilly Sunday morning...I'm sure sirens...police and criminals were not part of their plan.
I thought about the business owner...who now is sporting a beautiful car inside their building...the car looks like its part of the building...it almost seemed unreal and more along the lines of a stunt set up...or a television show...nope it was very real and all I could do was think about at that moment was the business owner and how their life changed instantly.... another unsuspecting victim.
As I looked towards the police car...I saw one of the suspects...I couldn't help but feel horrible...he looked like a kid..and now his life was over....living in the moment can cost you the rest of your life but sometimes youth never sees things this way..as I looked at him...I could only think of his parents...his family..and the impact these event will have.
Then I started thinking about the police...their families..the constant fear and worry...I thought about their lives..what they see everyday, how they must feel and fortunately...for the police officers it was a good day...no one was killed.
I walked away...feeling pretty lousy but I knew....
It could have been a lot worse...just a few feet away is the entrance of the flea market where there are many pedestrians walking around...the people in the other car were OK...police offers OK...and the people living in the neighborhood were all OK.
