July 5, 1952
At 72 I have always managed to function and project an image that nothing was wrong. July 5, 1952 on the way back from day at the beach with my father driving, mother holding my 14 month old sister, my brother a year older than myself were in the back seat of the car. I was 3 years old. My dad, many years later when I interviewed him and my mother about the incident, said he was traveling at 40mph.
I fell out of the car. You might say how is that possible? Child locks on a 1940’s automobile were nonexistent. I won’t list the severe injuries and all that mattered to my parents was I survived a near-death experience. At 3 years old there is no reference point to reflect what was life was like before the accident. However, I was D/F student and while my siblings went on to college I was sent to a vocational school. to learn a trade.
I have mentioned this incident and the head injury to many doctors over the years. As long as your vital signs are OK it’s not taken seriously. Thank you for what you do.