Friday night was cool, but not too cold. A little warmer than freezing. Some light snow. Not really bad for January 28th. In the middle weeks of an east-central Ohio winter.
I was scheduled to work that night - after a morning of discussing concepts and problems in Calculus class, at the local branch campus of Kent State University. Our professor is easy on Friday classes, We mostly did review problems. But, this was only our third Friday class. The semester had just began.
Tim and I both worked that evening at a local K-Mart department store, closing our departments and sending the money back to the office from our sales registers. The girls would pick the money up in their safe-like device. Jeff or George, or some other manager would usually go with them for security. But, we had to turn in the register tape and account for the amounts.
My job was to replace the parts on the floor. Customers would buy things, and some people would have their vehicle repaired. Whenever the items and repairs were paid for, I took their money and wrote their receipts. Of course, the items needed to be replaced on the floor. That was my job, too.
When we each left that night, I visited her apartment. He met me there and we went to the club to watch friends playing in a band. Afterward, one of us had heard of a newly constructed Geodesic style home. Out on a back road, with all the hills and valleys. Near the city park.
I guess we saw it. There were a few houses on that back road in Dover. I am glad. When we crashed into the embankment, I was thrown from the passenger door. That is when I hit the wooden fence post with the back of my head. The home owner came out soon to cover me with a blanket and prevent hypothermia, I guess. I believe he was a dentist. He knew what to do.
An ambulance gathered me and took me to the local hospital. That local hospital was not big enough to do much. It became a weigh station to send me to a larger hospital. Firs, they contacted my family at some time after midnight.
My mother saw the sheriff cars' red and blue flashing lights from the upstairs bedroom window. Then, her and her husband Gene heard the pounding downstairs on the front-room door. She and Gene went downstairs to answer the door. The sheriff told them what happened. The went to that hospital as quickly as they could, with a sheriff's escort.
