HUSBAND SAYS “THE BUCK STOPS HERE”
Fayetteville, NC- In an unusual turn of events last evening a youthful Fayetteville wife and mother of one was overrun by a golf cart driven by a deceased deer. Events began earlier in the day when M. Julia Prewitt’s son, Caswell Crooks Prewitt, went to the family’s farm property, Cypress Lakes, just east of Fayetteville proper. Caswell is a well-known local hunter with many accolades from previous hunting events. In the Prewitt den and in young Prewitt’s room are many trophies including bear, bobcat, quail, pheasant, squirrel, raccoon, ducks, geese, rabbits and deer. With the recent opening of hunting season Caswell proceeded to the family farm with his Remington 243 rifle on a last minute hunting excursion Saturday evening.
In usual form young Prewitt felled a buck within hours of arriving at the farm. Unfortunately, major obligations robbed Prewitt of the opportunity to prep and dress the deer himself. Subsequent to the kill he contacted his parents, Robinson J. and M. Julia Prewitt, to come to the farm and properly prepare the dead deer. Robinson and Julia Prewitt arrived simultaneous to the timely exit of Caswell and ascertained the necessary actions to complete cleaning of the dead deer.
Robinson proceeded to lead the cleaning, cutting and bagging of the venison with assistance from Julia. “What can I tell you,” Robinson said, “When we arrived it was pretty straightforward. The difficult part was killing the deer, but Caswell, you know, is an excellent hunter. He has been hunting all of his life. Also, we have found that these deer just love acorns. In September and October my father-in-law, Dick Weiss, and I gather up a lot of acorns and, I’m telling you, those acorns make all the difference. This year in addition to those white oak acorns which the deer just love we had some Chinquapins. The deer think those Chinquapins are just the best, so we put those out just two weeks ago and that is why Cas had no trouble shooting a deer today. I mean, can you believe he came out here and in 1 hour shot a deer? Unbelievable!
Anyway, Julia and I cleaned the deer and bagged it in ziplock bags. We had our cooler and Julia was in charge of putting all of the bags in the cooler. Then we had the deer carcass we had to get rid of. Now luckily I had this burlap bag in the car. So Julia was picking up all the tools and I was putting this deer carcass in the burlap bag. We had this golf cart and the deer carcass was pretty heavy, so I said ‘Julia, let’s put this deer in the golf cart and then we can just drive it up to the dumpster.’
So that’s what we did. I mean I was just putting the deer carcass in the burlap bag on the seat of the golf cart when the heavy bag slipped down and, I don’t know, but it must have landed on the gas pedal or something because the cart just shot forward all on its own. I looked up and the cart was racing straight toward Julia. You know it took me maybe a minute or maybe 5 or 10 minutes, I just can’t remember, and I realized that the golf cart was just going to run right over Julia. She was trying to get out of the way and everything, but, it was unbelievable, that cart was just going dead straight for her, and I mean, it was going amazingly fast. So after 10 minutes I realized that I should see if I couldn’t stop the cart and I started to run. Before I could get there though, that cart ran over a folding chair, hit the cooler with the deer meat, and smacked right over Julia. All I could see was the tips of her fingers as she fell in front of the cart. That cart just kept going until it hit the hay baler! Do you know, we didn’t lose a single piece of that venison? I cooked it up last night on the grill, too, and it was delicious”
Julia Prewitt was rescued from underneath the golf cart when EMS arrived with the Jaws of Life. She suffered tire tread-shaped lacerations over 30% of her body and has a mild concussion. As of press time she has regained full use of all of her limbs and has perfect recognition of all members of her family. It is felt that she will be able to return to her full work as usual on Monday morning. The only residual effect of this bizarre accident seems to be an inexplicable cheerfulness about life in general and about her life in particular. When asked for comment about this incident Ms. Prewitt remarked, “I sure am lucky!”