How Do You Live With Yourself?

I know, two posts in the same day, very rare, but I think this one is important. Here I am, sitting on my back porch, waiting for the severe thunderstorm to roll in, and all I can think of is this poor man. This man was hit by two separate cars, while crossing the street in Connecticut. If that wasn't bad enough, the thing that makes me so upset is that the people who actually witnessed it, just sat there, didn't run over to him, didn't try to help, some even stop to look at him but continue on with their day.

This man was 76 years old. He is someone's grandfather, someone's father, someone's brother, someone's friend. To those who didn't try to help him, think if this were someone you knew, and you saw the people just stand there, what would you want to say to them, what would you think of them? If this were my grandfather, my father, my brother, my friend, I would hope that someone would stop and help him. I know it's hard to know what I would have done in this situation, but I DO know, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I saw this man get hit, and then didn't do anything about it.