Earlier in my blog I wrote about the Senior Prom that Austin and his friends went to a few weeks ago. Earlier in that week, the night of the "prom meeting" when all the boys going in their group met at our house to plan the prom, they got a little distracted with Ephriam and his tires. Eprhiam had decided to trade his tires on his Toyota for some monster sized ones to go rock climbing with on their day date that Saturday. The tires were old, and Doug warned the boys about their condition, but Ephriam was determined. It didn't take long for 13 boys to change out four tires, and Ephriam was set. (Although with a trip around our yard he discovered that he couldn't turn without tearing up the mudflaps and side walls of his Toyota.)
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| Here is Austin, Ephriam, Andy and Kris(topher) changing the back tire. |
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| Jake, Andy, Clint, and Austin working on the front tire. |
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Ephriam, Dillon, Topher, Austin on the other side.
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After they changed the tires they had their prom meeting and a few of the boys left, including Eprhiam to see how his tires did. About 25 minutes later Austin got a call from Ephriam asking if he could come and rescue him, one of the tires had a slow leak in it, and he had limped it to the corner of 400 S. and 700 W. where he had pulled off to the side of the road when the tire came off the rim. Austin loaded up his pickup with tools and Ephriams original tires and the rest of the boys still here jumped in to go with him to help. (Most of them really just wanted to give Ephriam a hard time for trying to run too big of tires.) Ephriam had stopped about a mile from our house, so it didn't take long for the boys to get to him and begin changing the tires back. Austin was changing the first tire and the boys gathered around him when they heard a bullet bike (motorcycle) coming towards them. They knew he was going too fast to make the curve the boys were parked on and the boys that were standing witnessed the bike lose control and slam into the wash next to them. They said the man on the bike flew about 50 feet off his bike and landed on the other side of the wash on his back, his bike landing further down near the bridge in a crumpled heap. Some of the boys ran closer, but didn't dare do anything with the man. Austin got in his truck and grabbed a blanket and a flashlight and ran with Ephriam down to the guy that they recognised as T. J. Martin. They knew him from school, he had graduated a few years ago. He wasn't wearing a helmet and there was blood everywhere around him. Austin felt for a pulse and could feel him breathing, although it was turning into a gurgle from the fluid/blood in this throat. Austin held the blanket on TJ's head where most of the bleeding was coming from and told me later that TJ had a gash in his head that went from his forehead to the back, and that he could see the skull or possibly his brain. He (Austin) had Eprhiam pull TJ's jaw forward to open up his airway and hold it until help came. They kept encouraging TJ to hold on, and Ephriam kept silently praying that he wouldn't have to do mouth to mouth resuscitation because of the amount of blood in TJ's mouth and on his face. The other boys had called 911 and were explaining the accident to the dispatchers, while watching. Merlyn Spendlove, and EMT off duty was the first to get to them, he was on his way home from a meeting at station 2 and knew the guys on duty would be a few minutes behind him, so he took over TJ's care. Ephriam was very upset and had blood on his hands, and Austin stayed with him to calm him down. The boys had to fill out a lot of police paperwork and Austin called us to tell us that he would be late getting home because he had witnessed and accident, but didn't tell us how involved he was in it. Someone had called Ephriams sister, Moriah, and told her that Eprhiam had been in an accident, because his truck was parked there, and Moriah hurried over scared that something had happened to her brother, but found him shook-up, but ok. The police figured that TJ had been going about 100 miles an hour when he missed the curve and plummeted into the wash. (The speed limit is 35mph there).
Austin came home about an hour and a half after he had left. I found him sitting in the dark in the living room processing the experience. He told me generally what had happened, and said how grateful he was to have had first aid in Boy Scouts. He seemed to be able to move through the experience fairly well, and slept well that night. In school the next day the counselors called them in to make sure they were all ok, and told them that TJ had been trying to commit suicide and that they had saved his life. TJ had been life flighted to Las Vegas and was in stable condition the next day. Ephriam has been changed by the experience. He feels like he was guided by the spirit to limp his truck back to our house to change the tires, and that the tire came off the rim exactly where he needed to be to help TJ without him or any of the other boys getting hurt. Their testimonies have grown, knowing that they were instruments in saving a life, and that even without knowing it, they followed the promptings of the spirit. Doug and I are very proud of these boys and especially of Austin and his choice in keeping good friends. I am grateful that none of them were hurt in the accident. I know they were well protected, and TJ was watched over, even though he didn't want to be.