After I came to, I realized I was pinned inside my truck. There was someone outside my window assuring me that help was on the way, recalls John of that fateful day. It was an average day in March when John was returning home to Weyburn via Highway 33. The roads had started getting slick and icy. John noticed traffic was becoming heavier as four vehicles approached from the other side of the highway. The next thing he knew, a vehicle had lost control on the ice and was heading straight at him.

Hey ho lets go! Time for superheroes to save us. The air plays with, the sheet covers peace. The light lights you, tiptoed gone it is. The moon takes over, seduces the mind.