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Show ::: ::: J5S44'W f ,;:.v . jcertm STor.mcsj When your stomach feels uncertain from indigestion, heartburn, gas, nausea or other symptoms of excess acidity, remember this: Each small PHILLIPS' TABLET consumes 37V more excess acid roll than the leading candy-typ- e antacid tablet L J- -i i I i i i v, .. b ' ' v Jr I . ILLUSTRATION BY RAY i Two DAYS before last Christmas, I smashed ( ( L PHILLIPS! TADLETS rom nttitr- moniction imct tOmach- NO WATER as well as for my own children the holiday season will always be a time of bitter memories. Christmas is easy to d&troy; I did it with two beers and a moment of inattention. It never occurs to any of us that we might be the instrument of someone's death. Certainly it never occurred to me when I left work that night a year ago. The rush of Christmas customers had kept me late at the clothing store where I was a salesman, and shoppers still clogged the streets as I drove home. Sometime during the hectic day, I had picked up a nervous headache; and by the time I'd gotten through the worst of the traffic, I also could feel burning knots of tension in my stomach. For those three orphans s,T NEEDED When I came to a neighborhood tavern, I stopped almost PERIODIC PAIN Every month f V Pern was c - dismal because of functional menstrual distress. Now she just takes Midol and toes her way in. comfort because Midol Ai 1. Ll.i. - I A. exausnrt contain: ah uneis that Stops Cmmmnc MadU ingredients that Relieve Headache ano Backache . . . Calm jumpy A special, Nerves medication that Chases "Blues". cally-approv- ed mood-brighteni- ! I I ::: ::: :::i 9 '3 WITH It automatically. I had two beers. No more. My headache eased, and the knots dissolved. Perhaps my reflexes also dissolved a little bit, but at least I was relaxed. When I got back into my car, I even remembered to fasten my seat belt; and when I pulled back onto the road that led to the main highway, I was happy to see that snow had started to fall. It would be nice for the kids. I glanced down at the speedometer; I was going a little over the limit, but just the 5 or 10 miles over it that most of us drive. I didn't worry about slowing down. When I came to the main intersection, I didn't even think about the stop sign that I'd seen so many times before. Then the other car was right in front of me, and it was too late to stop! A man and woman were inside a young couple. They seemed very close, frozen there just across the hood of my car. In the eternity of the horrible moment, their faces EU.IDOL 14 .! rf1 . PROHASKA the side of another car and killed the parents of three small children. m 'J Family Weekly, December 15, 1963 were burned into my memory nice faces that looked only slightly startled, not the faces of people who knew they were about to be killed. I shifted my weight to stab at the brakes, but it was too late. I slammed straight into the side of the other car ! My body wrenched at the seat belt as it tried to tear free and shoot on through the windshield. I was just beginning to feel fear when both cars began dancing across the highway with a crazy life of their own and it was too late for fear. Even if there had been time, the people in the other car couldn't have felt any more than I did only that terrible numbed shock that spins rapidly toward unconsciousness as the car's glass, knobs, and tearing metal begin chewing you to death. Fof an instant, I could see the other car ahead of me as it went up on end, spinning off toward one side. Both cars seemed to be rolling through the air with a slow and in my deliberate heaviness. The thought was mind that this was good because no one would be hurt if half-form- ed we moved slowly. very long time, the grinding and the screeching After metal stopped. My car was back on its wheels again. Only one headlight was working, but it was pointed directly at the car I had just hit. That car was also upright but it was crumpled like a deflated football. It took me a couple of minutes to get out of the car. A I was numb, far away, and couldn't remember how to work the seat belt I imagined that my legs were broken. Then I was loose and stumbling toward the other car. I wish I had never looked inside, but it would undoubtedly save endless lives on the highway if everyone could look into a car like that, even if he weren't responsible for the accident. Right then I would have felt more like a murderer if they had looked more like people. But there was |
