Just as I was approaching the “Welcome to Anderson” sign, I had to make a call to 911. After speaking with some local kids about the Walk, I was saying goodbye and returning to the road, when I suddenly heard a loud grinding on the pavement, a few hundred feet ahead of me. I looked up to see a motorcycle sliding down the highway. The passenger was left behind. I didn’t even hesitate: IMMEDIATELY, I was on the phone to 911, explaining “what & where” to them. They wanted me to ask the driver if he wanted medical attention, which I almost did. The driver had gotten up and walked to the side of the road, and was hunkered down by a sign. I approached; his face was bloody and he appeared to be in serious pain. I then told the 911 dispatcher “Yes, he needs an ambulance.” I was asked if the motorcyclist said so. “No. He didn’t say so. His face is bloody and he’s in a lot of pain. He may have broken bones. Send medical attention as soon as possible.” I later found that a deer apparently had something to do with this. I know from experience that motorcycles can be really fun to ride. However, even if you’re the best driver around, you cannot control the world around you, and when hazards appear–even when not your fault–you’re the one in the most danger. I was on a motorcycle once when a dump truck illegally pulled out in front of me, as I was going 60 MPH. I hit the brakes and had to lay down the bike. I came just a car length from hitting it. I haven’t riden much since… I hope the best for this driver. It appeared he’ll be fine…