Always truck drivers

Dear Editor:

After crossing the bridge from Hancock to Berkeley Springs, I heard a thud, looked in my rearview mirror, and saw that my bike had fallen off the carrier directly into traffic.
I pulled to the side of the road, while trying to figure out the best way to turn around and retrieve the mangled bike before it caused an accident. Only seconds later, the large semi that was behind me pulls off. He says “I think the truck behind me picked up your bicycle so why don’t you wait for him a minute?” If he hadn’t pulled over to tell me this. I would have already turned around and been going the other direction, looking for my mangled bike.

Sure enough, a minute later, a flatbed truck pulls up in front of my car and Richard Shriver hands me my undamaged bike. He retrieved it because he was concerned about it causing an accident.

These two truck drivers reminded me of other times, before cell phones, when I was frequently on the road driving long distances to art shows in an old van that frequently broke down. It was always truck drivers who came to my aid, pulling off the road and taking time to help and see that I could get through to AAA.

Kathy Martinez
Berkeley Springs