December 12th...
Was going to be a short day.... looked like we were going to wrap it up in as little as 5 hours. Haven't had a short day in a long time.
We had finished working south and I had the #56 pointed north and heading back toward SF Jct. There the KCS was waiting for us to clear up so they could head south to Heavener. I had just finished a slow order and was getting back up to the allowable speed.
Fresno Street crossing was next. Bell on... whistle sounding... nothing coming my side... long whistle now as I near the crossing...
"BUST 'EM!!!!!" screamed my Conductor.
Instant wipe of the handle.
That sickening "bam" was heard, but barely felt.
As we were grinding to a halt, by raising slightly in my seat and peering down, I could barely see the hood of a white 90's model Lincoln Town Car impaled upon the nose of the Alco, its tires sprayed gravel toward the ditch.
The nose of my engine had made impact on the passenger side of the vehicle, an almost textbook "T bone".
As we came to a stop, the Conductor was already exiting the cab and on the company provided cell phone calling 911 emergency. The moment we stopped, I was up and on my way out to assist. Going out the cab door, I could see the driver's side door opening and movement within... looked like Larry was conversing with the driver. That's a good sign.
"Are there any passengers??" I yelled to Larry.
I was hoping the answer would be "no".
"Yes!. One!"
That was not the answer I was hoping for.
No way to reach the passenger from the engine side, for the car was firmly implanted on the pilot of the Alco.
Going quickly to the drivers side, I could see the driver was already out and standing: He was a male, in his late teens. Slight bleeding was coming from the side of his face. Understandably, the young man looked dazed. Larry (the Conductor) was tending to him.
I stuck my head into the driver's side to see another young male, also late teens, with a terrified look on his face. The coupler was completely inside the car, in his lap... his right arm was up above it and now resting on it. His upper torso was pushed over toward the drivers side. He was pinned and the extent of any injuries to his lower extremities could not be determined at this point. There were no apparent head or arm injuries.
When asked, he indicated that he thought he could move his toes. (Which we hoped was accurate, and if so, hopefully a good sign.)
Very quickly the emergency crews arrived on the scene, along with the news people. (How DO they find out about this stuff so quickly???)
Extraction from the drivers side was going to be nigh impossible. After determining their best option, the emergency crewman in charge asked if we could slowly ease the engine back.
After a quick job briefing with those concerned, I climbed back into the cab and took the seat. All were clear and Larry gave the easy back signal.
Easing the train back... I stopped once the nose was about 20' or 30' clear of the car. A quick yank by a member of the emergency crew and what was left of the door was pulled away.
Within seconds, unbelievably, the young male passenger was up and standing. The only apparent injury was a minor cut on his right leg.
Had impact been made 10" - 12" more to the rear... the coupler would have hit him squarely in his side, severing him at the midsection. It would have been a fatal injury.
Sitting there in the seat of that engine, and seeing him standing and okay... I had no doubt in my mind that I had just witnessed a Miracle on Fresno Street.
