By Brian Smith
Special to the Sun
After being involved in my second fatal shooting with the highway patrol, I decided to take the family and drive back east to my hometown for a while to try to get away from all the stresses of the job. We had a great time and I started to feel better. After the vacation, we were headed home on a freeway in a Midwest state when all of a sudden, traffic came to a complete stop ahead of us. It was four o’clock in the morning and it was raining.
I pulled to the right shoulder, got out of my car and went to see what had occurred. I ran up and observed a female adult lying on the pavement in front of a big rig. The woman was a homeless lady who ran across the freeway and was struck by the truck. Rain was falling as people started to gather around her, but no one made any attempt to help her.
I immediately dropped to my knees and felt her pulse. She initially had a pulse, but then it stopped. I didn’t have a CPR mask and she had blood around her face, but I knew I had to do something. I gave her mouth to mouth and compressions for what seemed to be hours, although I know it was more like 10-15 minutes. A state trooper finally arrived, and I gave mouth to mouth while he gave the compressions. I could taste cigarette smoke from her mouth in my mouth. It was all worth it as we actually brought her back to life. Unfortunately, my excitement of saving her ended when I was advised that she died five days later due to her injuries. So much for taking a vacation to get away from the stresses of the job. -BS