George Bricklodge saw a red car parked on the side of the road. It was parked right in front of the house he used to live in. He had flashbacks.
When he was a young boy he was accidentally hit by a car. His mother prayed that he would wake up and still recognize her.
He did wake up. He woke up looking at an aquarium filled with fishes.
During his childhood he became uncomfortable with any kind of vehicle. He had carsickness. He always brought with him a passenger discomfort bag.
Growing up, he had a fear of crossing streets.
Then, it stopped.
He saw the red car and examined it. It was a doctor's car.
That fear and other fears went away against all the odds.
He felt safe.
Mr. Bricklodge died at a young age also without fear of death.
His cousin asked, "How did he die?"
His uncle told her, "He got hit by a bus while doing his morning exercise. He lost balance while walking on the uneven sidewalk. He fell on the road and the driver didn't see him. The lamppost was out of order."
His cousin shrugged her shoulders and said, "I guess grandma was right, once is enough, two is too much and three is a poison!"
Then, his uncle added,, "Well, just like in baseball strike three and you're out."
The cousin mumbled, "The second one was when he traveled abroad. But, he survived because the drivers there were considerate to pedestrians. He could have died that time".
Then, his uncle said, "At least he lived a full life."
The cousin smiled.
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