My sister, R had taken these pictures a while back; I couldn't believe how badly our van had been damaged.
The doctors, nurses, police couldn't believe that S had escaped with only a major concussion and a steering wheel bruise (she "should" have been killed).
Noone knows what happened on October 29, 2014.
The front tire was missing, the bridge rail was crumbling, and the van was a significant way from the bridge meaning it could have possibly flown in the air.
The van had landed in a creek and the little valley was very foggy.
In three years, we had totaled 3 vehicles. This was the third. We had a difficult time finding a new (to us, at least) 15-seater van of the same "type."
My mother believes this was a call to repentance and an example of God's protection.
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