It was a cool and breezy November evening. Golden leaves, with splotches of brown here and there, fell gently from dry branches. A sky of pinkish hues settled comfortably in the dusk hours on Prairie Avenue. Something, however, was terribly wrong.

“He’s only a child,” they murmured. Many other whispers that day were stolen by the wind. Everyone sadly nodded in agreement.
Urgent sirens of a white Ford ambulance shrieked in the background—twenty minutes too late. Could he have lived if help had arrived but ten minutes earlier? Most likely. Johnnie Gilbert breathed for at least ten more minutes after a violent collision with a newly erected telephone pole. The nineteen-year-old student from Hope International University in Los Angeles was exhausted. Nonetheless, after a long week of grueling classes and a long choir tour he opted to take the short drive home instead of staying in his dorm.
An eighteen-year-old research assistant at Bell Labs, named Effie

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