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It was around 7:00 am on an average morning just like this one. My brother and I were riding together on our way to work. Going the toll road has become a ritualistic motion of life Jamie and I do without thinking.

This morning would be different. As we started down the hill after paying the toll a car looked as if it was about to pull out from a side road. I remember thinking "There is no way that car will..." CRASH! The two cars lifted off the ground, one spun to the right... One car landed to the left. Something flew out of the windshield...

We were only feet away when it happened; Jamie pulled to the side. I said "Oh God". We both ran to the cars, Jamie went to the first and I the second. As I approached the car I saw the lady. When I opened to door I noticed several people running towards the 3 year old baby that had been thrown though the windshield. As I reached in to help the lady I saw the little one year old in the floor. I know not to move an accident victim but the baby was not breathing... I gently but quickly picked the baby up from it's distorted position, went out to the street close to where the other baby was lying and put my ear to his mouth... nothing, I checked for a pulse... nothing. I thought to my self... Oh dear God, I don't know how to do CPR on a baby, what if I break him? I gently compressed his little chest only a few times and... breath but only for a moment! Before I could attempt to breathe air into this baby knowing full well I was not trained or prepared to do so a woman dressed in BDU's rushed in a said "I am a nurse". She threw her hat to the side and began to work on this little baby... Another man, dressed in a T-Shirt and shorts came running up and said "I am a paramedic" as he knelt down and assisted the Air Force nurse.

After seeing that both babies were being attended I went back to the car. I now had a second to realize what just happened. I reached into the car and tried to get the lady to speak to me. She was un-conscious but her breathing was good and the only injury I could see was a cut above her left eye. I thought to myself "She is fine, just shook up". I stood for a moment and asked myself what can I do now? I looked over at my brother with blood on his hands from working with the other car and that baby was crying and the man seemed ok... I started praying.

My attention was brought back to the lady in the car. She was now moving and turned around in the seat... Now I could see she was pregnant. I asked her

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