Deer Would be Roadkill Dinner
by Tamara Howell
(Avon, OH, US)
I would love to share a picture of this car, but unfortunately it happened 21 years ago. I still remember the occasion as though it were yesterday though.
I was driving back from taking a friend home. We had gone to see Jon Bon Jovi (Slippery When Wet) tour at the Verizon Music Stadium (then Deer Creek Stadium) near Indianapolis. I was driving a blue 1981 Skylark, one of my favorite cars.
After I left my friend's house, I was driving home to my house. I was 7 months pregnant, and seat belts were uncomfortable things. I put one on anyway - didn't wear it frequently at the time - and began to drive down the highway. I never saw the deer. It was on the right side of the road, and I didn't realize it was there until the hooves crashed into my windshield.
I was terrified. I remember stopping the car momentarily, and then, numb, thinking that I could drive on home. It was a little after midnight, and some quick-thinking passerby stopped and called the police, who arrived shortly. They called my parents, who lived nearby, and my dad came to pick me up and take me to their house.
I waited there for a little while, as we all tried to determine whether I should go to the hospital and be examined. I wasn't having any problems, though, and the baby was moving, and I didn't receive any other injuries, so we went home. The baby would be born, completely healthy, two months later.
I remember looking at my beautiful car and seeing the hairs of the deer's hide sticking up out of the hood ornament. The hoof had struck the windshield on the passenger side, and cracked, but not shattered the glass. The fiberglass hood was toast. The grille and headlights fared no better, and the radiator had been damaged.
Reflecting on how things would be different now, I would have gone to the hospital and had a physician do an ultrasound to make sure the baby was fine. I would have had a cell phone to call the police. Last, but definitely not least, I would have kept the deer and eaten the venison with the pleasure of knowing that I was the survivor!