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Father in Heaven comfort Sandy and give her your peace. In Jesus name we pray. Amen. 

Sent from my iPhone

> On Oct 8, 2014, at 13:21, Sandra Scovell <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> 
> Yes indeed!!!  I am having some trouble getting the sound of the crash out of my mind.  Also, yesterday was my one-year anniversary for being laid off.
>> On Oct 8, 2014, at 7:01 AM, Vicki <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>> 
>> What a bunch of miracles you all experienced. I'm so glad you and sister are okay.
>> 
>> 
>> 
>> ----- Original Message -----
>> From: Sandra Scovell <[log in to unmask]>
>> To: [log in to unmask]
>> Date: Tuesday, October 7, 2014 2:10 pm
>> Subject: Re: Sandy's sister and the car crash
>> 
>>> 
>>> 
>>> The most amazing thing about this whole story is that my sister and I were to be in the car at the same time that it had the accident. However, there was a delay because we were working on packing. I give the Lord the full credit that we were not in the car and that my sister virtually has had very few injuries.
>>> 
>>> Sent from my iPhone
>>> 
>>>> On Oct 7, 2014, at 2:18 PM, Phil Scovell <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>>>> 
>>>> I heard it like this.
>>>> Sandy made it in this morning but her oldest sister was caught up in a run away car.  It was the day before Sandy and her  sister, Nan, were going to drive to Des Moines and stay at a motel close to the airport since their flights left at 6 AM the next day.  Mary had gone to the bank, pulled up to the front of the house, and suddenly, the accelerator floored itself like it had broken.  She kept trying to ride the break but the car was speeding up too fast for the breaks to work.  She tried lifting the accelerator but it wouldn't release and by this time, she was off the street and driving through forest.  The car went down into a ravine 75 foot deep.  By this time, the car finally hit deep mud and plowed into the side of the ravine and the crash and mud drove the car to a stop.  Sandy, with her hearing aids, heard the crash and alerted Nan.  They could find nothing in the front and eventually, as Mary's husband, Bob, he is 81, and nan looked up and down the street, Mary called on
>> her cell phone and said, I need a rope and a tow truck; I've been in a pretty bad crash and she told them where to look for her.  Five fire trucks and EMT people showed up and they had to use ropes to lift Mary through the side window and out of the car.  It took them over an hour working with multiple ropes and vehicles and a tow truck, to pull the car back up to the road.  They even pulled off one wheel because the mud was caked under the car so thickly, it made the car almost twice as heavy.  Mary had a cut in her mouth, small, but it bled somewhat, and a couple of bruises on her chest but she checked out ok but it scared everybody big time.  This is a GM car known for this very thing.  Thanks Mr. President for saving GM.  Anyhow, one of the firemen said the ravine was much deeper and if she would have gone further, the car likely would have begun rolling over and over until it hit bottom where there was a stream running.  You hear such stories on TV and radio but you never
>> consider it could happen to you or someone close to you.  Anyhow, the pups were delighted to get rid of me when Sandy showed up and we could not talk to each other for about 5 minutes when she walked in with all the barking and dancing around they all did when they saw her.  You should have seen their ears and body language when they heard her voice in the kitchen as she came in from the driveway.  It sure was funny.  The little pups slept with me but one in particular, that really likes Sandy, was shaking and barking that first night trying to get Sandy to come to bed.  I thought I was going to be up all night with him but he finally settled down.  My back is 100 percent better now that I am not picking them up, carrying them, and bending to put their food bowls down for them to eat.  Even Beakie, our African Gray, was getting quiet, in spite of my talking to him all the time, when he saw Sandy walk into the dining room.  Anyhow, she's home now.  She can confirm, or deny, any of my
>> description.
>>>> 
>>>> Phil.
>>>> 
>>> 
>>> The most amazing thing about this whole story is that my sister and I were to be in the car at the same time that it had the accident. However, there was a delay because we were working on packing. I give the Lord the full credit that we were not in the car and that my sister virtually has had very few injuries.
>>> 
>>> Sent from my iPhone
>>> 
>>> On Oct 7, 2014, at 2:18 PM, Phil Scovell <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>>> 
>>> 
>>> I heard it like this.
>>> Sandy made it in this morning but her oldest sister was caught up in a run away car.  It was the day before Sandy and her sister, Nan, were going to drive to Des Moines and stay at a motel close to the airport since their flights left at 6 AM the next day.  Mary had gone to the bank, pulled up to the front of the house, and suddenly, the accelerator floored itself like it had broken.  She kept trying to ride the break but the car was speeding up too fast for the breaks to work.  She tried lifting the accelerator but it wouldn't release and by this time, she was off the street and driving through forest.  The car went down into a ravine 75 foot deep.  By this time, the car finally hit deep mud and plowed into the side of the ravine and the crash and mud drove the car to a stop.  Sandy, with her hearing aids, heard the crash and alerted Nan.  They could find nothing in the front and eventually, as Mary's husband, Bob, he is 81, and nan looked up and down the street, Mary called on
>> her cell phone and said, I need a rope and a tow truck; I've been in a pretty bad crash and she told them where to look for her.  Five fire trucks and EMT people showed up and they had to use ropes to lift Mary through the side window and out of the car.  It took them over an hour working with multiple ropes and vehicles and a tow truck, to pull the car back up to the road.  They even pulled off one wheel because the mud was caked under the car so thickly, it made the car almost twice as heavy.  Mary had a cut in her mouth, small, but it bled somewhat, and a couple of bruises on her chest but she checked out ok but it scared everybody big time.  This is a GM car known for this very thing.  Thanks Mr. President for saving GM.  Anyhow, one of the firemen said the ravine was much deeper and if she would have gone further, the car likely would have begun rolling over and over until it hit bottom where there was a stream running.  You hear such stories on TV and radio but you never
>> consider it could happen to you or someone close to you.  Anyhow, the pups were delighted to get rid of me when Sandy showed up and we could not talk to each other for about 5 minutes when she walked in with all the barking and dancing around they all did when they saw her.  You should have seen their ears and body language when they heard her voice in the kitchen as she came in from the driveway.  It sure was funny.  The little pups slept with me but one in particular, that really likes Sandy, was shaking and barking that first night trying to get Sandy to come to bed.  I thought I was going to be up all night with him but he finally settled down.  My back is 100 percent better now that I am not picking them up, carrying them, and bending to put their food bowls down for them to eat.  Even Beakie, our African Gray, was getting quiet, in spite of my talking to him all the time, when he saw Sandy walk into the dining room.  Anyhow, she's home now.  She can confirm, or deny, any of my
>> description.
>>> 
>>> Phil.
>>> 
>> 
>> As Always, Vicki
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