Luck or God’s help? Wed, 05/20/2020 - 12:00am I wuzznt born intellijunt. Sorry, intelligent. Having said that, I look back on the times in my life when I came close to dying due to some stupid act on my part, or by way of some simple accident (hydraulic line bursting and spraying me with fluid while working as a truck driver), and I wonder what saved me. Was it God’s hand, or was it “a simple twist of fate,” as Bob Dylan once sang, that saved me from a one-way trip to the funeral director? Growing up, until I was a teenager, I can’t remember any time really that I came close to dying. Never fell through the ice while walking across a frozen lake, or anything like that. I had a science teacher in 8 th grade who threatened to kill me after he heard me call him an unflattering name that started with an F, but the threat, as he waved his beefy paw to smack me across the face, thankfully never came to pass. Of course, while surfing in the Atlantic Ocean finishing out my high school days, for all I know, one day a giant bull shark swam by me, but decided not to make a snack out of my leg, taking with him, chunks of my femoral artery and the blood it carried. Call something like that a close encounter with death. I think we sometimes have them without ever realizing it. Our lives aren’t like some weekly crime show where every week the lead cop protagonists have a close brush with death. Same goes for the weekly sci-fi shows, where the aliens almost get the space explorers every episode, or The Walking Dead where the zombies are breaking down the wall about to eat the living. Still, I think we’ve all had close calls with death without ever realizing it. When I was a teenager, between my sophomore and junior years, we moved from a Chicago suburb to Virginia Beach, Va. We had vacationed there the summer before, liked it, a lot, and so my step-dad began looking for a new newspaper job, found one, and we were off on a new adventure. For me, at the time, yeah, I’d miss the Chicago-area friends I had had since, in some cases, the fifth grade, but at the same time, the idea of living right on the Atlantic Ocean was a dream come true. Not only ...PLEASE LOG IN FOR PREMIUM CONTENT. Our website requires visitors to log in to view the best local news. Not yet a subscriber? Subscribe today! Read more about Luck or God’s help?