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Roasted babies

Just came back from the grocery store and I have to announce that Roasted Babies Season is upon us. No, that’s not funny, but perhaps it is attention grabbing.

It is very warm out today. The sun is beating relentlessly and the interiors of cars are hot and deadly. Yet, when I pulled into the store parking lot, the car next to me had a baby sealed up in it. The windows were rolled up and doors all locked. The baby was about 8 months old and he was strapped into his car seat with a beet red face and in obvious distress. Poor little pumpkin. How long does it take to kill a little kid in an oven temperature car? I’m not sure, but it’s not very long. I didn’t know how long he’d been in there.

I ran into the store and went straight to the customer service counter and told them there was a distressed baby sealed up in a parked car. He didn’t look very good. And I mean he really didn’t look very good.

It appears that this is not an uncommon situation and the stores are primed to deal with it rapidly. There were police officers there so quickly it made my head spin. They came out of nowhere. I showed them where the car was and they had the door unlocked in just a couple of seconds. Cops have cool tools. They removed the baby from the car and placed him in the police officers’ vehicle. One of the officers attended to the baby—and he wasn’t even crying. He was gasping and wheezing and shivering and was not very responsive. It was very frightening.

An ambulance arrived minutes later. They took the baby into the ambulance and did whatever it was they needed to do. I’m not sure if they were waiting for or looking for a parent or what. It wasn’t very long before they left for the hospital, though. I am (or may be) a witness to a (potential) crime, apparently. I guess it depends on how the baby does. I wasn’t bargaining for that. One of the officers said they would be in touch.

We often think of cops as being rough and tough, but this guy was pretty shaken. Regrettably, he said this kind of thing happens a few times during the course of the spring/summer/autumn seasons and once is too often. These are the kinds of incidents that make being a cop tough because it’s not an intentional crime, and, mostly, the people involved are pretty decent folks. But yeah, sometimes these little kids and their devastated parents end up visiting you in your dreams at night.

I know parents can do dumb things and I am sure there was no intention of hurting the baby. And I’m sure (or at least hope) the parent didn’t think s/he’d be in the store long enough for anything bad to happen, but it did. I even hope it wasn’t a parent. I hope the baby is okay now. But the whoever left the baby in the car is surely in a world of trouble. I don’t really get leaving a small child in an unattended car in a large parking lot anyway, but it happens. I see it often.

I think maybe it’s time for the police department to start with the public service announcements and child and pet safety campaign again. Don’t leave little kids or animals locked in a hot car. This is not rocket science, but apparently people need to be reminded that catastrophe can strike anyone in a very short time. Just don’t take a chance. It only takes a few minutes to turn everyone’s world upside down. It’s just not worth it.

Posted on 05/28/06 at 04:44 PM
 




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