Everything’s going to be alright
Sitting in traffic on Interstate 65 south near Calera, I noticed the first responders racing by.
First, an ambulance drove past.
Then, a fire engine.
And afterward, a police SUV.
Then, an Alabama State Trooper and last but not least, a wrecker zoomed passed to the scene up ahead.
As I sat in the traffic stand still, I thought about those first responders who are risking their health as they respond to any and all calls given recent times’ COVID-19 news. From what I understand, the 911 dispatcher is supposed to let them know whether or not they are experiencing flu-like symptoms.
From there, the first responders, let’s say firefighters, suit up in protective gear to ward against the spread of the illness.
To me, that’s admiral and one that shouldn’t be forgotten. These men and women put their lives at risk every day, and with the coronavirus, it adds to the cake.
After about 30 minutes, the traffic started moving and the scene unfolded itself.
First, I saw a man in handcuffs standing by his Honda Accord, and then a scene where at least four cars were involved in the wreck that caused the delay.
I quickly focused on the road and made my way down to Atmore while listening to one of my favorite wrestling podcasts.
Upon returning, I stopped by the grocery store and picked up a few things.
On my way back, I passed by Tom Byrne Park and noticed something – a gathering of people celebrating. Now, I know that no more than 10 people are supposed to gather for fear of spreading the virus.
But, as I approached the stop sign on Lindberg Avenue, I thought to myself that “everything’s going to be alright.”