Written by Diana Souza, President of the Belmont Neighborhood Association (and a third-generation Lower Greenville resident)
Finally, when the rain paused at noon, I remembered I needed to go to the post office for stamps to mail my bills. Since the post office is close, and it was between rainstorms, I decided to walk. The three blocks between here and there are mostly trendy bars, one after another, plus a 7-Eleven store and a great big Whole Foods. I had just crossed the major avenue, right in front of 7-Eleven, and had walked about a quarter of a block when I heard a wrenching scream.
Turning around, I saw in the crosswalk where I myself had just crossed, a woman lying in the street, a car stopped inches from her, and one man already kneeling next to her, trying to see if she was alright. Of course, I headed back over to the crosswalk too, to see if I could help. To my shock, the poor woman had been hit by the car.... and she was very pregnant. She looked like one of the angelic types of Hispanics, recently migrated here from Mexico. There were no visible injuries, and she was able to communicate --in Spanish. But she was in a lot of pain, lying in the street, and very scared.