Whenever I see an onion my thoughts turn to the Toowoomba Range and the truck driver who chose to veer off the road rather than drive over cars to get to the safety ramp. Who knows if he thought he would be able to slow his onion-laden truck before it went over the side of the Range, with him somehow surviving the crash, or if he acted on instinct, and knowing he could not live with the knowledge that he had caused the death of others. Whatever the case, and we can never know, the decision cost him his life. We drove down the Range a couple of days afterwards and there were still onions strewn around the scene. It was a very real reminder.
No doubt lots of people who have heard the story about the "onion man" have forgotten what it means all these years later, and the sacrifice he made. This is why it's good to keep the memory of this act alive, showing how one man can truly make a difference. Onion anyone?
4 comments:
I thought I could resist this, but I can't. Your onion story brought tears to my eyes.
(It really is a moving story)
Interesting story. Decisions made in a split second have long lasting repercussions. I'm trying to visit all the A-Z Challenge Blogs this month. My alphabet is at myqualityday.blogspot.com
Wished you would have included a link of the actual story...very moving and only those who knew it would get a whole new perspective of a Onion. Happy A-Z challenge.
wow. that is an interesting and touching story.
Nutschell
www.thewritingnut.com
Happy A-Zing!
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