Newport Highway...1966

[biggizmo54]

One night in june of 66' I was sleeping in a tent at my dad's property. In the middle of the night I awoke to hear shrieks, screems, and glass breaking. I woke my brother to tell him what I had heard, he in turn told mom and dad. "Nothing we can do tonight. Go back to bed!" The next morning we had to drive 8 miles to the Husky One-Stop Market to get some coffee and milk for camp. When we went inside the store a man came out to fill the gas tank and check under the hood. We bought more than we came for and it took some time because my brother wanted some rock candy. Back then you could buy a bag of candy for a dime. The rock candy looked like polished rocks. As we were leaving the store several police cars and an ambulance were just speeding by toward our destination. "looks bad",my mom said. As we approached the turn-off to the property we could see cars everywhere. Pieces of metal and people running around to other cars. Some turned upside down, some smashed beyond all recognition. The cops were allowing traffic to weave through the scene with caution. Just then, my mother told dad to pull over to the side. Dad looked for a spot to pull over as we passed a black Cadillac...split in half...one arm hanging out of a closed window...the body partially ejected through the windshield...not connected to the arm. This made my mother retch...thus she asked dad to pull over. She got out to puke while the rest of us just looked at each other...wondering...this could have been us had it not been for the rock candy. My brother and I believe in premonitions and visions...was this a dream I had last night? Did I dream of an accident? It sounded so real. And the accident happened 4 1/2 miles from the campsite. I could not have heard any traffic from where we were at in the woods. I still hear the screams when I think about that summer...on Newport Highway.[xx(]

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