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I can't help but be drawn into the emotion of these tragic events. The comments to this story seem to reveal a difference in the way people look at life. Or perhaps they reveal a difference in how they look at themselves.

Some see black and white. The girl: an unfair victim. The young man: evil personified.

Others see the accident as the result of a series of unfortunate choices on both parts.

Yes, that is an over simplification, but I think you understand my point.

Some are outraged that anyone would leave the scene. I interpret this as meaning that they cannot imagine themselves, under any circumstances, doing the same.

Others have some empathy for the young man. I interpret this as an acknowledgment of their own fallibility.

In my imagination, I wonder what it would be like if either of these people where my children. If I had lost my daughter, could I have any empathy and forgiveness for the young man? If the young man was my son were the one involved, what would I feel reading the comments from this article?

My question is simple, it requires nothing more than a yes or no. Can you imagine yourself, or one of your children (or brother, sister, wife, husband, father, mother), in either role in this tragedy?

Let me make it clear. This post is NOT about the accident. It is about you and me in a world where bad things happen.