I’ve had my head in a book all day Saturday. I don’t know up from down. Go figure. Then I read about this.
Damn.
She was 22.
From: Cameron
Subject: [from DC…]
Hey big Johnny, thought about writing for a while. A friend from college, an absolutely great and amazing person, was killed by a dump truck several months ago in D.C. while on her bike: Here is the link:
washingtonpost.comFucking tragic man. She lived in a vegetarian co-op in college with me called the Zu. So full of life, and always a smile on her face (a similiar description of the effect she had on people is found in her obit). I found out getting on a plane and cried most of the flight. It makes me look around at our car-filled world and how goddamn vulnerable cycling is, which also happens to be the sanest, healthiest, and most peaceful mode of travel in this industrial age. I won’t stop riding my bicycle, though.
cheers,
Cameron M.
Leadville, CO
I am very sorry to hear about this, Cameron. All I can offer is my condolences. I know that isn’t nearly enought.
Bikes belong.
…truth be told, if we all had black armbands w/ a bicycle or a wheel imprinted on them & we wore them whenever we knew another cyclist was taken down, we’ed never have the chance to take those armbands off…
…that is both a shame & an ugly thought…
…my condolences to the family & to her friends like cameron…
The bad parts about that wreck were: 1. Neither party was doing anything overtly illegal. 2. Proper design of the infrastructure would have prevented the wreck. The immediate cause of the wreck was the cyclist in one of the truck’s blind spots, but the real cause was putting a bike lane to the right of right-turning vehicles. I’m still trying to figure out where to put a bike lane that keeps cars away and prevents the “right hook”. I’ll alert the media when I figure it out.
Opuas