The son of a good friend is a mobile mechanic. He came to haul my truck away to work on it, because it is not starting so I cannot drive it away from here. He was a mile or less down the road when his trailer started fishtailing really badly, turned both truck and trailer around 180 degrees and flipped the truck upside down, breaking the truck's frame. He is OK except for a few bruises and a totaled truck. He and his father say that it is not my fault, but I feel terrible. It would not have happened if he hadn't been going out of his way to try to help me. Am beginning to feel that bad luck is spreading from me to those around me. This is irrational.

It makes me glad that you are having nothing at all to do with me.