With Any Luck

Here's a story. A sad story. It's one that, unfortunately, gets repeated with greater and greater frequency every day.

An 18 year old is out for a drive on a beautiful Michigan evening. Next to him is his beautiful 18 year old girlfriend as they take a drive down a country road.  The cell phone rings and he answers. It's for her. She takes the call, ends, and hands the phone back to him. Her boyfriend tucks the phone back down in the cupholder. As his eyes return to the road he barely has an instant to see the 24 year old man out enjoying the same evening, on the same road, on his bicycle, in the path of his car.

With any luck at all, someone will get a new heart. Someone else, new lungs. A couple more will get a kidney. Another, a liver. A couple more, corneas. There's skin, there's bone, there's tendon. With any luck.

With any luck at all, that 18 year old and his girlfriend will find peace. With any luck at all, they will not be haunted for the rest of their lives.

I don't know what it will take to get people to hang up and drive but-- with any luck-- I think I'm there.