Yesterday two passenger trains collided south of Brussels and during the day we found out that one colleague (who hadn't shown up for work and takes that specific train) had indeed been injured and was hospitalized.
This morning we found out that not only were there two people with the same name aboard that train, the one in hospital is not our colleague. Which means there is no news: he will be either very heavyly injured or will not have survived. Another colleague was on the train that derailed because of the debris on the rails, yet another one ... any accident on any of the important commuter lines to brussels at that specific hour would have involved people working here.
The really sad thing is that this missing colleague barely survived a near-deadly motoraccident a couple of years ago and has undergone multiple operations over the years to deal with backproblems and other stuff. It never ever diminished his joie-de-vivre, his charm and his sense of humour. He seemed indestructible. Today, it's all we can hope for.
Why does someone get involved in a serious accident twice in his life? How is that possible? What does it mean?
(picture courtesy AP on numerous websites)
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