Then she spent most of the following days in fervent prayer for our safety. We all returned safely. Coming back on Lawyers Road, south of Lynchburg, he saw ice. An oncoming dump truck and pickup filled the left lane. He couldn't avoid both them and the ice.
Witnesses say the mail jeep rolled at least three times.
He missed the posts. The farmer had just turned off the electricity. Bob unstrapped and walked away from the demolished jeep with bumps, bruises, and a superficial cut. The first call he made was to my mom. God answered her prayers.