When Your Radio Has Saved You
Enrico (IV3SBE)
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April 1992. I was just 17 years old, since age five playing with radios and electronics in general. I was going from my hometown of Vittoria in Sicily to the Siracuse seaport with my motorbike to get the ferry to reach Malta where I was attending my American high school classes. After 40 km and 15 Km from the first urban center my motorbike just died so voiding my trip to reach the seaport (still 80 Km to go). I was in the middle of valleys and mountain's hills, that time having a mobile phone was something for the richest. I was lucky enough to have with me an old clone of the famous IC 2 2-meter rig (branded as CT-1600).
Time was running out because the ferry that lives Sicily to Malta is twice weekly and could not afford to miss important classes and tests although I was in the middle of nowhere to ask assistance for, so I decided to take out my HT radio to see if somebody could come to rescue (I was not licensed at that time SWLing only), managed to link to the local repeater at 145.600 and after several tries and the disappointment of local hams they finally called my parents so they could send me a rescue tow vehicle and at the same time my cousin to take me to my Ferry.
I felt great that everything went right, that day the radio really saved me from a bad situation and I would ever thank that Sicilian OM to take my distress call despite the fact he could have lost his license.
I would be very interested on reading similar stories how the radio and the operator made THE DIFFERENCE from turning a bad situation to a happy ending.
73
Enrico Li Perni
IV3SBE northeast Italy
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by K0BG on March 13, 2004
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I don't want to get into a "Can you top this" scenario, but I was involved in getting a widow and widower with a total of 10 children together via a series of phone patches. I'm sure it made a difference in all of their lives, and it still make me smile to this day, nearly 35 years later.
Alan, KØBG
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by WB9UDJ on March 13, 2004
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Last April 14th Ham Radio saved my life when I was the victim of a beating by 4 trespassers on our property. My XYL who is also a ham was able to call for help. If it had not been for that ability to call for help while the beating was occurring I would have bled to death before assistance could have gotten to our remote location. She was able to get me into our truck and using Ham Radio guide the ambulance to meet us at a more accessible location.
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by W5HTW on March 13, 2004
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The full story is on my web site, but briefly, in 1963 or 1964 I was living with my wife in a beach cabin about 100 feet from the Delaware Bay. A major storm came in, and was threatening my cottage. My car, flooded by the torrential rains, would not start, and water around it was already a couple of inches deep, and the night was just beginning. I had no voice operation, but had a vertical antenna and an Eico 720 transmitter. I got on 40 CW and called CQ Dover (Delaware, where my parents lived) and by luck a friend answered. He called my parented and they came into a very bad situation, where the road was not visible under the water but marker/reflectors guided them, and they evacuated us. Waves were already crashing over the low dike and spraying my front porch, which faced the bay. Next day we returned, expecting major damage, but apparently the water never got much higher than it was when we left. Some minor water damage on the floor, but the power never went off and my car was ok, once the distributor was dried out. Not sure, therefore, that it really saved my life, but it certainly got me out of there when all I could hear was the surf crashing onto the dike and flooding my porch!
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by K8LEA on March 13, 2004
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I can't think of how many times having a radio in the car has bailed me out of some disaster or other, but none of them were real "life saver" situations.
(I popped a transmission once, and didn't have to walk to a phone - guess that almost counts....)
Having a CB in the car has also been a benefit. One afternoon I was on the road for the former day job and was in a bit of a hurry on an Interstate highway nearby. Naturally, I hit 20 miles of construction zone. Naturally, I punched it when I ran out of the zone. Fortunately somebody on the CB mentioned the Trooper around the next bend....
Some years later I'd just bought a new car, and was in Columbus with my wife for a weekend in mid-April. Heading north on I-71 about 1900-2100 we ran into a nasty ice storm. People were pulling off into gas stations and other pleasant places like that to spend the night. I had a CB in the car and heard that the ice really was just a "band" about a mile wide. New car, new rubber, light traffic, experienced if [you plug in the adjective] driver. My wife and I slept in our own beds....
The wife and I chose to adopt a child. We had to go to Columbus in very late December to meet with some lawyers. On the way out of town, she asked me to call her mom on my then rather new cellphone. After a couple minutes on the phone, she remarked that "this thing has _great_ range." Had to explain to her how cellphones work....
Three weeks later, while driving to Mentor OH the cellphone rang. I thought it was somebody trying to sell me siding. "A little girl was born last night...." I was able to coordinate all kinds of stuff while heading to work. Including finding a way for my mother-in-law to tell my wife before she got home and listened to our answering machine. (No way to remotely access it in those days.)
Can't think, too, about how many accidents I've reported, breakdowns, etc., for others....
Perhaps the funniest was a local armored courier's "cheap" van. They run an ordinary van with "paper" in it - non-negotiables, just "stuff", etc. The van croaked as I was passing it, and I stopped to see if I could make a call. The gal driving had no radio or phone, and didn't really want to leave the truck to walk to the gas station (in sight, more or less). She was a little surprised that I had an HT with me.... So was her management.... (Pre-cellphone - 147.000)
Or, way back when, on the old 28-88 autopatch.... I helped start a guard service back in the late 60's, and rode mobile patrol (semi-marked - my own - car, uniforms, etc.). One night I was driving by a bar when a gal came out and noticed the uniform. She hailed me to come in and rescue her husband. I wasn't allowed to do that (legal issues, not to mention not really wanting to shoot anybody - nasty bar), so I offered to call the local PD. Secode _rotary_ dial autopatch while the gal was beating on my shoulder.... He survived. I'm not sure I did [grin]. (My dispatcher - we had other radios - was already in bed. Really good system....)
Short answer: These things are damn convenient. I hate to be in a car that doesn't have something. Wearing a cellphone is a help, though, but I've been doing this since an HT200 was considered tiny....
Stu K8LEA
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by K0EWS on March 13, 2004
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In 1992, I was driving home after an Easter visit with my sister. I hit some black ice, coupled with 70 mph gusts over the interstate, lost control, and subsequently rolled my pickup....twice. I wasn't hurt(was wearing my seatbelt) but the pickup I was driving was totaled. Someone picked me up, and after I called my sister (I was about an hour from their place) my brother-in-law got ahold of a local ham he knew. My Dad, who is a ham, happened to be monitoring the repeater, and was about half an hour behind me on the interstate on his way home. The ham was able to contact my folks, to let me know I was OK, and where they could find me. This was all before cell-phones and before I was a ham, so ham radio, while not life saving, certainly provided very necessary, useful comminication at a time when it was desparately needed. Anyway, that's my story. 73 folks.
k0ews
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by WD0M on March 14, 2004
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Actually, it was saving others. While travelling through the Mojave desert many years ago, I came across an accident where a car had driven straight into a van parked alongside the road. The car hit the van at about 65 mph, and there were several critically injured people, some near death. I called the West Coast Amateur Radio Network on 40 meters, and as soon as they heard the "BREAK BREAK BREAK", they knew there was a major problem at hand.
They quickly patched me to the California Highway Patrol and I relayed the details, including the location. The CHP immediately dispatched an ambulance and several CHP patrol cars, who arrived reasonably soon. The medical crisis was handled by the ambulance crew, and all were saved. A good reason to have a ham rig with you. I doubt cell phones would have worked in that part of the desert then, and perhaps even now.
73,
Joe
WD0M
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by AD7DB on March 15, 2004
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N7JY and I were in Arizona in 2000, partly for a ham convention which was in Scottsdale. A few days later we were driving on the Apache Trail, which is a dirt road that goes down the VERY scenic Salt River Canyon.
A short distance into it, just a few miles west of Roosevelt Dam, we came upon a fellow with a pickup truck which was pulling a small boat trailer. He was up against the dugout side of the roadway with a broken front axle.
He'd been coming east (from doing some fishing at one of the lakes along this route) when someone in an oversized Class A RV going westbound nearly hit him. He had to run his vehicle into the side of the cliff to avoid a collision with the RV. The RV (Rich Vagrant) meanwhile continued on its way, probably oblivious to what he'd made the other driver do.
Cellphones didn't work in that area. N7JY brought up a free autopatch line from one of the Arizona Repeater Association machines on Mt. Ord, and called the highway patrol so he could get some assistance.
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by KV4BL on March 15, 2004
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Good stories! I have more personal "saves" thanks to radio than I can remember but here are some of the ones that come to mind right now. Once when exploring a wooded area to unwind back in the early 80's, in my 81 Dodge Omni (piece of $#@%), I attempted to cross a rather long puddle on a narrow dirt road as I had done many times before. Backed up, put it in low, got a good running start and "WHOMP"! Looked as though someone in a monster 4x4 had gotten bogged down and had to dig out. My little car sank deeply in the mud and was taking on water. Used the CB as I wasn't a ham then but always have believed in having some type of two way comms in car, to call for a tow truck. I would have had to walk several miles to get help if I hadn't had the radio. Omni needed a lot of work on transmission which was full of silt and new carpet and such but was fixed and mostly paid for by insurance. I was able to save the CB and scanner before the water level reached them. The radio paid for itself in convenience that day. Numerous times while travelling the Interstates to work, I have been warned by truckers of debris and stuff in the road that would have done a lot of damage or even caused me injury if I had come over a blind hill or around a curve and hit it. Same for drivers who were going down the wrong side of the interstate and who I was able to get stopped and turned around before they hit me or someone else. Yeah, CB has its warts but the advantages have far outwieghed the bad points when taken over the years. Sadly, not that many hams on the air travelling the road and the ones that are on the air, are scattered over numerous simplex and repeater frequencies so the chance of meaningful exchanges about road conditions and such are few and far between when compared with CB. I will be the first to admit that the long range reliability of VHF and UHf ham comms do give a superior feeling of comfort when travelling long distances on the road, though. Once, back in the mid to late 80's, when travelling down a controlled access road, a portion of which was surrounded on both sides by a neighborhood with a very well-deserved bad reputation for robberies, murders, and other violence, my car broke down sometime around midnight in the middle of this not-so-nice area. This was before anyone but the rich and well to do had cell phones and I didn't fit in that category and still don't. I got on the CB and found some bases in a roundtable conversation and asked one to call a good friend who had one of the then-popular tone and voice pagers. I told him to let me know when he heard the beep tone after dialing the number and to hold the phone up to his radio speaker. When he did, I told my friend where I was and that I needed his assistance as he was a decent shade tree mechanic as well as a co-worker at the Public Safety division I worked for. I then hit the monitor button on my pager to make sure the page went out and was clear. It was and in short order, my friend arrived, diagnosed the problem, and went for needed materials while I stayed with the car. Although I was well armed, I really didn't relish the thought of spending the night where I was and without a direct radio link to backup as my department at the time did not issue take home radios. Continued on page 2...
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by KV4BL on March 15, 2004
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...page 2... Ham radio has come in handy a few times in bad weather for giving and receiving info from the NWS on SKYWARN nets and such as well as having comms with my mother, who lives 40 miles away when cell service wasn't reliable due to overloaded call circuits and such. Nagged her long enough that she got her Tech license a few years ago and we occasionally use simplex or a little used repeater to stay in touch. Another time, a few years ago, my Kenwood TH-79 may have saved me (or perhaps more so, some bad guys I encountered) some grief. One day before Christmas, I took my car to the dealership for service. Not wanting to sit in the waiting room for several hours waiting on my car, I set off on foot to a nearby shopping mall which has a well deserved reputation for robberies and shootings over the years. It's not a bad looking place but they have had periodic plagues of drug dealers, users, and other thugs who come to prey on each other and on innocent citizens who patronize the mall. To make matters worse, the mall put up the little "Rob Me" signs all over which prohibit, under state law, decent citizens with Concealed Weapons Permits from coming into the mall armed, thus making it a haven for the aforementioned thugs who don't care about laws and in most cases who would be ineligible for permits anyway due to substantial criminal histories, to come and ply their trade, stealing and robbing with impunity, unless a cop just happend to fortunately be close by. As you may know, the old cliche' "we're never around when you need us' seems to have merit with uncanny frequency. Any way, not wanting to leave my TH-79 in my car at the dealership and risk it sprouting legs, I carried it in my hand as I walked to the mall. As usual I was armed, with a .45 under my shirt as well as an expandable baton and handcuffs. Thankfully, the "Rob Me" signs don't apply to badges, even from other jurisdictions as was my case. When I came onto the mall property at the far edge of the large parking lot from the mall, I was aware of two rather scurvy looking guys standing about midways between me and the mall, watching me rather intently. As I continued on my way, they split up and began to move in opposite directions to my right and left and then gradually toward me as though trying to catch me in some type of "pinch" maneuver. Mentally preparing myself for what may have been about to come, I continued, TH-79 in my left hand. At some point, the guy to my left whistled and made a hand signal to the guy to my right. They both walked in opposite directions as though not wanting to go through with whatever they had on their minds. As I walked past what likely would have been the point of contact, I occasionally looked back to see where they were in relation to me. They eventually re-connected and I guess went over their post-game critique. I'll never know for sure, but my guess is that the one on the left saw the ht and additionally may have gotten "cop" vibes from me and decided to abort their little welcome. Believe it or not, we all, to include crooks, have a sixth sense which occasionally warns us when things are not looking good for us in a particular situation. After going into the mall, I had occasion to use the restroom and remember thinking about stories I have heard over the years of people getting robbed at the urinal at gunpoint. I laughed at my own paranoid thoughts as I proceeded to the restroom but shortly after reaching my standing destination, I quit laughing. I was the only one in the restroom at the time and a rather tall rough-looking guy entered, looking in the stalls first and then coming to stand a few feet behind me. Getting renewed creepy vibes from this guy, I mentally went through the motions of lifting up my shirt and getting my defense in motion. This was a very vulnerable position to be in and anyone attempting a robbery under such circumstances knows it and will take advantage of it. My ht was hanging by the belt clip to my left h
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by KV4BL on March 15, 2004
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...page 3.......hand hip pocket and for some reason, the squelch broke for a brief moment. I don't know if the squelch breaking and the realization that I might be "connected" with help, "vibes" that for whatever reason I was not a safe mark, the improbable fact that he wasn't really planning anything bad, or whatever kept him from taking any offensive action, but as soon as I finished my business, I went to the sink and positioned myself in as tactically advantageous of a position as possible, washed my hands and left. I noted that even after I had vacated the urinal, the guy just kind of hovered where he was and never moved forward to use it. While he never technically did anything wrong, I will always feel that he wasn't in that restroom for any legitimate purpose. Oh yeah, the very next day, an old co-worker who moved to another department was in the same mall, same restroom, using the same urinal when a guy tried to rob him at gunpoint. My friend, also off-duty and also armed, albeit with a much smaller gun than I had, shot the suspect, saving himself from injury and maybe worse. The would be robber is now doing time for his crime. I noted the photos of the suspect on the evening news the next day and the guy who tried to rob my friend was not the same guy I encountered in the restroom. I always wondered if he wasn't an accopmlice, though. While I'll never know for sure, I have often wondered if having that ht in plain sight didn't add just enough doubt to keep three different bad guys on two occasions in one day from forcing me into the unenviable position of having to use deadly force to protect myself. 73, Ray KV4BL
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by IV3SBE on March 16, 2004
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This is getting very interesting, thank you Ray KV4BL and all other collegues, keep sharing and posting.
73's Iv3sbe
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by KC8WUC on March 20, 2004
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This past July (2003), my wife and I were getting ready to leave for our annual vacation on the Lake Erie islands (i.e., South Bass, Middle Bass, Kelley's Island, and Pelee Island) when a weather bulletin came on the television warning of severe thunderstorms. Being the newly licensed ham, I grabbed my hand held 2m HT and tuned in to NOAA. Heeding their advice, we decided that if we were going to leave that day, we'd do well to leave very soon to beat the storm. On our way up to the "North Coast", we spotted a funnel cloud and were able to notify NOAA, the Cleveland office of the National Weather Service, and the local media because we had a ham radio with us. We were able to take adequate cover while the storm passed by.
We no longer travel any distance without a radio.
73,
Michael
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by K9FTB on March 21, 2004
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The year was 1983 and we were living in Los Angeles. I was using a Kenwood TR-7950, which I still have (it works too).
We took a vacation to Northern CA to see Lake Tahoe. Can't recall the number of the road, but at the time, there was one 2 lane road that looped around the lake. On the south end of the lake, the road is probably 500' above the lake surface and if your afraid of heights this would be a scary drive, looking down at the steep mountain side.
So the family and I are driving along and we come upon 2 ladies stopped in the middle of the lane closest to the steep edge. The car was stopped, and they were just sitting there with engine going. I waited for what seemed like 10 mins, but was probably two minutes in reality. I got out, with my 4 ways flashing, and approached the car. The driver had a death grip on the steering wheel and couldn't talk.
The front seat passanger and I conversed and she told me the driver was too scared to drive!! She just couldn't move!!
By this time there were cars stacked up behind us, a dangerous situation given the height and a being a two lane road with no shoulder to pull over on.
So I got on the air and called CQ emergency. So who comes back? A fellow in downtown San Francisco - a good 150 miles away. I asked if there was a base station around that could call 911 and alert the Highway Patrol about the situation.
After the a base station called in the report, a CHP officier pulled up to deal with the situation. He couldn't get the lady to drive the car - at all. At that point I left the scene.
Dean, K9FTB
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by K4YZ on March 23, 2004
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Thankfully I have never had an immediate life-saving radio for my own needs, but I have been involved in EMS (Emergency Medical Services) and am now an ER/Trauma nusrse...I lost track of the nuber of times I've used the radio to get help at the scene of an accident. Despite the proliferation of cellphones there are still places where there is "No Service"...
73
Steve, K4YZ
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by K2LES on March 24, 2004
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These days - what are you gonna reach for first in an emergency? Your cell phone to dial 911? Or your HT to try and get through to 911 on a repeater's phone patch?
Don't gamble with someone's life and try to look up a repeater in an area you're not familiar with, wait for some old fart to finish rambling about his health problem, try to break in, fumble around with the patch codes, etc. Pick up the phone and dial 911. When all else fails, then press your radio into service.
Chances are if you're in an area where your cell phone has no service - your little HT ain't gonna cut the mustard either. With all the different cell phone systems out there - you're better off with a GAIT type of cell phone (GSM, analog, TDMA) through Cingular than one that'll work only on a PCS or GSM band.
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by KX5FUZ on March 24, 2004
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"These days - what are you gonna reach for first in an emergency? Your cell phone to dial 911? Or your HT to try and get through to 911 on a repeater's phone patch?"
I have a nice antenna setup in my pickup, and can work repeaters over 75 miles away, but for "right now" situations, the cell phone is my first choice.
I remember trying to help a disoriented elderly woman on the side of the interstate one day; she was from out of town and had missed her exit. I told her to follow me and we'd turn around and get her on the right road. As I looked up from starting my truck, she had turned across traffic and was heading east on the westbound side!
I immediately called 911 while backing up on the shoulder. Within seconds, I was talking to the DPS dispatcher, and could hear both sides of his conversation with the trooper heading my way. The situation was pretty hairy for a while, but we finally got it straigtened out.
This went *much* better by using a cell phone; the only thing that possibly could have been better would have been if my radio was on the DPS frequencies.
My 2M has come in handy several times while traveling, but my cell will probably continue to be my first choice for emergencies.
Steve the Heretic
KX5FUZ
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by W6WAT on March 24, 2004
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I have a story about not being saved.
I was enroute somewhere in Nevada. I stopped at a McDonalds to get some lunch, and saw a nearby lake. It was Walker Lake. Following the signs to the launch ramp for boaters, and several tire tracks I might add, my truck was suddenly bottomed out to the frame at all four wheels. I carry about 1200lbs of tools and suitcases, hamradio gear, etc., and this made the situation worse. Well.....not to worry. I have a cell phone, a tri-band FM radio, and HF. Hmmmm.....no cell phone service. Not a soul or signal on 2m, 220mhz, nor 440mhz. After calling on 10m, 12m, 15m, 17m, 20m, and 40m for some time (couldn't even reach anyone on 7268.5), I was finally able to reach someone I had contacted several times previously. A station in Slovenia on 15m. From that time on, I had to dig furiously with a piece of metal I found on the ground. Granted, I had lots of tools, but nothing suitable for digging. A table saw, air compressor, motorized miter saw and related gear weren't quite shovels. I carry a scissor jack, and two bottle hydraulic jacks. All were useless because of the soft sand. Ironically, where my truck bottomed out, was still full of tire tracks behind and in front of me. I did have a length of 10" wide plywood, and that, with the digging were the only things that got me out of there. It took me 6.5 hours to get unstuck! Anyways, during a couple of breathers, I was able to still speak to the Slovenian station, and he asked of my progress. At least radio added moral support.
That was several years ago, and I don't think my body has ever fully recovered. I have used the radio successfully many other times to help other stranded motorists and campers. I guess it was just a fluke that the one time I needed it most, I was right in the middle of a null.
73
W6WAT
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by N2NFG on March 26, 2004
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Once while on a fishing/camping trip, I got lost while going to the outhouse to take a dump. I had to go so very much I forgot to take a flashlight, it was still slightly light outside..... did have enought insight to take my HT, as there was n othing to read in the outhouse, so thought I'd be N2NFG/portable.
Anyway, to make a shitty story shorter, it go dark and guess what.... I couldn't find my way back to the cabin, there was another ham with us and he had a HT, too. So was able to contact him and was directed to a safer, sweeter smelly place.
Moral to the story, HT, LIKE American Express, don't take a Dump without one!
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by N2MWE on June 19, 2004
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A few years back, I was driving down the NYS Thruway from Albany to Poughkeepsie. Around mile marker 87, I started getting chest pains, and started feeling pretty weak. I jumped on the Mt. Beacon repeater, 146.970, and called out that I needed help. At least four mobiles started towards the Thruway, while a couple of calls were made to the NYS Police Troop T. NYSP was there in a heartbeat, no pun intended, as was an ambulance.
I will never forget that incident...and how quickly people were willing to help.
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by K2LES on June 19, 2004
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I'm willing to bet that if you had a cell phone and just dialed 911 first, you would have gotten a quicker response. NEVER trust your life (or anyone else's) to ham radio. In a cardiac situation, seconds count.
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by KG6SQF on January 3, 2005
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I routinely commute in an area where I have no cell coverage but 25W worth of mobile rig gets me to a phone patch and 5W worth of HT gets me to a repeater w/o a patch but with plenty of helpful people.
And I live within a 40 minute commute of Silicon Valley. So this isn't just a "way out in the boonies" sort of thing.
-Donald
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by WA2JJH on January 4, 2005
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I do not know about saving me. I kicked my girlfriend at the time out of my house. The B---- was stealing money from me left and right.
I bought myself a nice new TS-50, same day.
Back in 1992, the TS-50 was the first microsized 100W rig.
Forgot about her REAL QUICK! That TS-50 really cooked.
She could not cook a thing.....In the kitchen anyway
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