But two minutes later while making a right on Sepulveda (where I make a U-turn at this condo unit by some fountains), traffic was being diverted into the far right lane. A good pedestrian was motioning on the side of the road and I saw a white commercial van stuck in the middle of Sepulveda.
At first I didn’t think much of the stalled van. But then I saw a motorcycle on the ground. It was shredded into bits. Nearby, a man lay prone and motionless on his stomach. He had on a motorcycle helmet. Two people were standing over him.
It then occurred to me that the sound I heard while waiting at the drive-thru was the motorcycle hitting the van.
I began shaking and decided not to make my usual U-turn, which would afford my girls a possible vision of the prone driver. I continued to Crenshaw, made a left, and went down Carson.
Still on Sepulveda, the paramedics arrived. Five minutes later, on our street, my neighbor, a motorcycle cop, was on his way to the crash scene, verified by his wife who was in the front yard doing some gardening. She told me her husband arrives on these "death scenes" all the time.
I’ll talk to my neighbor next time I see him to see what happened to the driver.
Meanwhile, my girls are ignorant of what happened and on semi-quarantine since a kid recently went to their preschool with chicken pox.
My girls, who were vaccinated, may or may not have the pox but we’re keeping them away from babies for another week. And away from the idea of death . . . for now.
Here's the Dailybreeze story which says before 2P.M. he was in critical condition. But I talked to the aforementioned officer around 4:00P.M. and he says the motorcycle driver died.