Forgotten heroes

I was on my first weekend as a tow truck driver and one I will never forget. I work for a company which is contracted to a breakdown service and first call for the local police in town.

I got the call at around 6:30 and needed help because it was a double fatality, so I called the backup driver for help. Upon arriving we had no idea what we were about to see and do. We were instructed to move the vehicle off the tree and wait for the bodies to be removed and then the job was done. But what we didn't know is that it would remain in our memories for a long time, if not for the rest of our lives.

That is why I am writing this. To let people know that not only do the police, ambulance and firefighters get affected, but the blokes who clean up afterwards. We are the people that drag the cars up on the trucks (or what is left of them), off the trees, off other vehicles, and wherever these missiles of destruction end up. I still can see their faces as if they were standing in front of me. 

We go to these type of jobs with the thought that it is just another tow, but in reality it is not. When you see the carnage that is caused, and how quickly it happens, you look at things in a different light. The saddest thing is that it's not the people I saw on that night (well what remained of them) that I feel sorry for, but for the family and friends that they leave behind. So please remember the blokes that do their job and don't let us see you on the wrong end of a tow job.

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