3 long hours...

3 long hours...that's how long it took me to drive 25 miles last night on the Dallas North Tollway. I left work at 5, and it took me 3 hours to get where I was going...when it should have only taken 30-45 minutes with traffic. There was a horrible wreck, and both the northbound and southbound sides were shut down. There was a pickup truck in the left lane going southbound...he swerved to the right to go into the middle lane, but then swerved back left and lost control, careening him into the concrete divider between the north and south bound lanes. His truck then flipped and ended up on it's roof in the right hand shoulder. When this happened, the collision caused a large chunk of concrete to fly through the air...it went through the windshield of a car in the left hand lane of the northbound side. But, get this...the driver was taking his brother home from cancer treatment...the chunk of concrete went through the passenger side of the windshield, hitting his brother in the face, killing him instantly. Cancer couldn't get him, but apparently it was his time to go. I just feel for the brother, who could have done nothing to prevent this from happening. The police shut down the entire 6 lane tollway for hours, to investigate the circumstances of the accident. How horrible...sitting in traffic for 3 hours was bad enough, but I couldn't imagine something that bizarre and horrific happening right in front of your face.