Marty Sarbey de Souto
One Friday afternoon a couple of weeks ago I fell and broke my shoulder and arm. I had blithely parked my car at the shopping center and walked across the parking lot toward Trader Joe’s, where I tripped and fell “splat” on my face on the cement, my arm curled under me to break the fall. The ambulance ride with sirens blazing, the emergency room crew, the whole drama – I look back on it now with amazement.
Then, as I lay there doped up on vicodin, I started thinking, “What if this had happened to me while escorting a tour? Or, what if it had happened to one of my tour members while on my watch? How would I have handled it?
And although I have written on this subject a number of times before, I think it’s worth our taking a second look to be sure we’re prepared for such an eventuality as it really can happen to anyone, anytime, anywhere.
