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When a Jeep smashed me and my bicycle, it flattened my life’s mission – and then came the traffic ticket

Laura “Lolly” Walsh stands near a sign at the intersection of Ellsworth and Morewood avenues in Shadyside on Thursday, Oct. 6, 2022. This is the intersection at which her 2020 accident occurred. (Lilly Kubit/PublicSource)

Some two decades after I gave up cars, one hit me while pedaling down a street the City of Pittsburgh had declined to improve. The police blamed me.

 

First-person essay by Laura “Lolly” Walsh, PublicSource

“Don’t look in the mirror,” my dentist warned me. 

The team of dentists surrounding me were performing the first of many unpleasant procedures I’ve endured since that night when a fast-moving Jeep crashed into my head and smashed my face. 

I hadn’t known what the dentists were going to do that morning when I walked into their office a few weeks later, and my brain was too frazzled from my traumatic brain injury to understand anything they told me.

 

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