Ghost Rider

I didn't know Marilyn Fulper.  She had no idea that when she awoke early Sunday morning that it would be her last bike ride.  It would be her last day on earth.

I don't know the person who hit Marilyn Fulper with her car, either.  A hit Marilyn would not survive.  

A bike painted white sits at the corner of Hwy 10 and River Mountain Road in Little Rock, the place the tragic accident occurred, as a memorial.  It is indeed a tragedy.  One accident tragically alters many lives forever.

It's a tragedy that occurs all too often across the country and world.  Some one's not paying attention and an irreversible mistake happens.  Something like this doesn't get more irreversible.  It's an awful way to learn a lesson!  And, really, what lesson is learned?  Are you going to never drive distracted again?  Probably not.  Something, at some point, is going to distract you.  You can certainly minimize what you let distract you.  By all means, don't text or use the Internet with your phone and don't use alcohol while driving.  I'm not certain, but I believe neither were involved in this particular accident.

Cars and bikes are going to always share the road.  For those of you in the cars, please, please pay careful attention.  It's difficult to overcome being struck by your car.  If there's another lane, please use it and give the Cyclist plenty of room.  It's OK to slow down a little too.  Cyclists, wear your helmet, obey traffic laws and wear things that make you clearly visible.  

We have to learn to share the roads to keep senseless tragedies, forever life-changing tragedies, like this one from happening.