![]() Smith has another Rottweiler at home that one is named Pistol. Smith wasn't looking at the road on the afternoon our lives came together, because his Rottweiler had jumped from the very rear of his van into the backseat area, where there was an Igloo cooler with some meat stored inside. Smith has got quite the driving record he has racked up nearly a dozen vehicle-related offences. This is Bryan Smith, 42 years of age, the man who hit me with his van. When my eyes are reasonably clear, I look around and see a man sitting on a nearby rock. There's another little break in my memory here, and then I am very carefully wiping palmfuls of blood out of my eyes with my left hand. I'm not thinking my head has been swapped clean. I register these things with no thought that I have been in an accident, or of anything else. The license plate and the back windows are dirty. There is dust around the van's taillights. ![]() This recollection is very clear and very sharp, more like a snapshot than a memory. ![]() On the other side of it, I'm on the ground, looking at the back of the van, which is now pulled off the road and tilted to one side. It was just time enough to think, my God, I'm going to be hit by a school bus. I had perhaps three-quarters of a second to register this. He wasn't on the road he was on the shoulder - my shoulder. I was three-quarters of the way up this hill when Bryan Smith, the owner and operator of the Dodge van, came over the crest. STEPHEN KING (Author): (Reading) Most of the sightlines along the mile of Route 5 which I walk are good, but there is one stretch, a short, steep hill, where a pedestrian walking north can see very little of what might be coming his way. Terry asked Stephen King to begin with a reading from the last chapter, which was about his accident. He told Terry, if there was a bone on the right side of my body it was broken, with the exception of my head, which was only concussed. A toxicology test indicated he died of an accidental overdose, a combination of medication and alcohol.Īt the time of the interview, King was still recovering from his injuries. Less than a year later, Smith was found dead in his home. King had been hit by a vehicle driven by Bryan Smith, who had several prior convictions for speeding and reckless driving. Terry Gross spoke with Stephen King in 2000, about 16 months after the accident. King's latest publication, a baseball novella called "Blockade Billy," came out in May and he continues to write his pop culture column for Entertainment Weekly. A 10th anniversary edition of the book comes out next week. The Cleveland Plain Dealer called it the best book on writing ever. The resultant book, "On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft," was published in 2000. As he recovered from extensive injuries, King distracted himself by writing. Eleven years ago this month, writer Stephen King was walking along the gravel shoulder of Route 5, a two-lane highway near his home in Maine, when he was struck by a van and nearly killed.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |