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My name is Neill Neill-What You See Is What You Get
by Neill Neill
This is a very personal
article. It is one person's story of how thinking beyond himself and
taking visible local action in the present became a life-guiding
principle. It's about responsibility and occasional courage.
On the Saturday morning of April 20 when I was 16 years old, my
mother set off to drive to work. It was an easy drive of 11 miles
from the little town of
In less than 10 minutes from the time my mother left, my uncle Jim
arrived at the door to say "Doreen is gone." She had been killed in
a car accident.
I was the oldest of four boys who were not strangers to such tragedy
and the grieving that follows. Seven or eight years earlier our
father had been killed in a plane crash. I remember later that
morning one of my brothers looking to me and saying, "We're
orphans."
As events were pieced
together through various eyewitnesses, the following is what appears
to have happened.
While still in town my mother's 1949 Studebaker Starlight Coupe
skidded on the wet snow on the straight and level street which led
out of town. She was driving very slowly, perhaps 15 or 20 mph, so
she fairly quickly came to a stop sideways in the middle of the
road. There had been no traffic. But before she could drive ahead
and continue on her journey, another car sped down the middle of the
road into town and T-boned her car. She died instantly; she was 41.
There was to be a court case: the other driver versus my mother's
tiny estate. I went with my uncle around to the local farms and
businesses to interview all the witnesses to the accident. Each told
his part of the story. Together they wove a coherent picture of what
had happened. Mother's car skidded and came to a stop for a few
seconds. The other car sped into town at about 70 mph in a 30 mph
zone. There were reports that the other driver had been drinking.
But every single one of the eyewitnesses ended his story with, "But
I don't want to get involved." That statement still rings through my
mind. Since not a single witness would stand up, the driver of the
other car succeeded in convincing the court that my mother had
pulled out to pass someone and had hit his car. He won his lawsuit,
leaving us very little.
When my 16-year-old mind was able to comprehend the enormity of the
injustice, I made up my mind that if I ever witnessed an accident I
would stand up and tell what I saw. My decision soon expanded to my
refusing to walk away from an injustice. My own convenience and
occasionally my safety would have to be secondary.
I have lost track of the number of times I have offered a blanket
and myself as a witness to strangers who have been in an accident or
suffered an injustice. I have stood up in court a few times, once
for nine hours at a coroner's inquest.
I have learned a lot from the trauma of my mother's death and the
further injustice that followed, as well as from my decision and
subsequent testimony. Living a meaningful life involves a
willingness to stand up and be very visible and very present.
Sometimes doing what's right takes courage. For me, authentic living
became an exercise in self-exposure. I have no regrets.
The good life is not about hiding or avoiding or trying to be
invisible. Living an authentic life cannot be an act. It is a state
of being from which may flow a lot of action, some of it
uncomfortable. Life is about being real, and a real person is not
one person at home and another at work, another in the lineup at the
Post Office and yet another in court. A real person is "out there,"
so "what you see is what you get."
Copyright © Neill Neill. All rights reserved. Dr. Neill Neill,
Registered Psychologist, maintains an active
psychology and life-coaching practice on
235 Crescent Road West,