The Crash on Friday the 13th

Our Chevette was a cute silver.

On Mothers Day the older girl's and I were talking about 

"The Crash" we had in our brand new 

1977 Chevette Hatchback. 

It was so cute and it got such good gas mileage, 

29 mpg in the city and 39 mpg 

on the highway. 

We left early in the morning on Friday the 13th of February, 

the day after Becky's birthday.

I obviously fell asleep 

because when I opened my eyes 

I saw a road marker in front of me. 

I over-corrected and by doing that 

the car flipped 

end over end,  

over end. 

After the car rolled and was flying through the air 

with myself and all six of my children in it, 

I prayed to Heavenly Father 
and asked Him to help me because 
there was absolutely 

nothing I could do by 
myself. 

A voice answered and said 
"You all have your missions yet to fulfill". 

When we landed in a ditch across the road, 

it was so peaceful and I heard 

the birds singing. 

Timmy had flown out of the broken and 
smashed window and 
had slid down hi-way 80 

on his back and arm. 

A car stopped to help us and I told them to go away 

that we didn't need their help. 

Obviously I was in shock. 

I then told Timmy to, 

 "get back in the car because 

we were going to go 

to Grandma's".

 He said, 

"Mom we don't have any wheels and all of the 

windows are smashed out".

I finally realized the situation we were in. 

An ambulance stopped on it's way to 

the hospital in Elko and we got a 

ride into town with it.  

They said that a trucker had radioed that there was a 

fatal accident up ahead.  

We were that accident but we were all alive

and had very minor injuries. 

That is physically. 

Emotionally I was a mess and 

I kept having flashbacks of the wreck 

over and over and over for a 

very long time.  

There is so much more to this story but it is 
all very sad so I think that I will just say 

that I am so thankful for the angels 

that were there to help us that 
morning on the I-80 between 
Wells and Elko, Nevada. 

I really don't know how we all would have survived 
without divine intervention.   

And as my family grew and got older and we had 

TEENAGERS 

it was very comforting to remember those words; 

"You all have your missions yet to fulfill."

Love, Grammy T.