Posted on 07/08/2016 3:05:59 PM PDT by Hojczyk
As the family, about 30 people in total, began searching the beach, Frost, his twin brother Steve, and Martin saw kids digging holes in the sand around the place where the toddler had been last seen.
The men began searching the holes, digging down deeper in them. That is when Martin felt the boy beneath the sand and saw his blue swim trunks. The 3-foot hole the toddler was digging had collapsed on top of him.
According to Frost, finding the boy was not the joyous moment it should have been:
“We started digging, and Jesse found this little boy, Brooks, and pulled him out. He was ash grey, he was dead. He was dead. So we pulled him out, and the mom was just beside herself.” Despite the grim situation, the men didn’t give up hope. They administered CPR and within a minute the boy’s lips began to quiver. Within a few more minutes, he was breathing on his own and screaming for his mother.
Later, an assessment at Hoag Memorial Hospital Presbyterian showed that the little boy would be okay. Frost shared what happened in the aftermath:
“One of the neat things about the story is that later that day, the family came over and showed us a picture of him laughing and smiling and doing okay. It was truly a miracle.” As for his part, The Orange County Register reports that Martin, a father to a 9-year-old and 12-year-old, says he’s no hero:
(Excerpt) Read more at ijr.com ...
wow! brings back memories for me too! But thankfully not to the extreme of yours!
My dad would use a frontloader/backhoe to pile excess dirt from his excavation jobs as well as shovel our long drive way into huge snow piles. we’ve had slight issues as kids and even my nieces and nephews where -as kids - we did not have good judgement and almost had mishaps.
My dad finally realized with my nieces and nephews to no longer make such piles so much less chance of problems since they would play out back unattended as we had.....
Thank God you were ok as is the child in the story.
Before I was born a couple who were friends of my parents lost their young son to this same sort of thing. My parents would never let me dig very deep in the sand at the beach. So thankful this story had a happier ending!
How frightening that must have been!
Kids playing on huge dirt and snow piles. We would have done the same thing more than likely if we’d had access to them. We didn’t think of things going bad either. We lived in the inner city of Rochester, NY at the time. This was in the 50’s. We had no car, and entertained ourselves as best we could.
Praise be to God for this miracle. With heartfelt thanks to the heroes who did not just give up on the child when he was dead. They have enormous strength of character and goodness.
Yep. The humility, recognizing that service is its own reward and that doing the right thing is an obligation, not a choice.
They ARE heros!
Few 3 y.o.s could dig a three foot deep hole by themselves. They could certainly jump down into one.
Very pleased at the good ending! That was so close!
As kids wee built the very same kind of igloos out of snow piles, packed hard and hollowed out. Even then I had a concern about a collapse but, luckily, it never happened.
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