April 2007 I was on my way to drop my 10 month old off at day care, we live in a small mountain top town in western Massachusetts and it had been raining mixed ice and snow all day on our way down the mountain I lost control over my truck a went over a bridge the truck fell some 27 feet landing on its roof and began to sink. water was filling the cab rather quickly i could hear my son screaming from the rear seat hanging upside down i was able to brace my weight on the steering wheel to release my seat belt as i climbed into the back of the truck to get my son out of his car seat the truck began to roll into the deeper water. as i held my son in the cold freezing water i could hear the metal of the truck holding back the raging river i knew if we didnt leave soon we would both soon die the water in the truck kept rising to just a small air pocket was left i took my final breath and went under kicking the window with my feet it broke and i was able to get us to the surface only to find that the river was too much to overcome as i laid on the rocks holding my freezing son i heard a voice yell throw me the baby and old man reaching his hardest was hanging from the bridge with one hand i put my son over my head and jump as hard as i could into his direction letting go of my son hoping that the man would reach him in time he did and as i was swept away by the river i could see him lifting him on to the bridge. I was able to get to the river’s edge and climb out I made my way back to the road and up to the man’s house he gave me my son and we sat in front of his wood stove waiting for the ambulance to arrive .that man and that truck saved our lives that day, i drive 2003 crew cab to this day. and my sons first truck was a ford.