Source: Almost History by Roger Bruns

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London Daily Mail, December 24, 1931

Special Story for the Daily Mail: His Thoughts and Sensations

From our own Correspondent

New York, Tuesday.

Mr. Winston Churchill, though still very weak from the shock of the accident last week, when he was knocked down by a taxicab in Fifth-avenue, is in excellent spirits.

He tells me that he hopes to strong enough to write the first of ; series of American articles for The Daily Mail early next week.

I found him sitting up in bed in one of the towers of the nev Waldorf Astoria Hotel. With his wife and his daughter he is occupying a suite 39 floors above street level, but their view of the city to-day is obscured by fog almost as thick as that experienced in London.

"I realize," he said to me, "that I have had a miraculous escape from death, the curious thing is that I never once lost consciousness. ... I shall rest here during the Christmas holidays, and then, if well enough, pay a brief visit to Nassau in the Bahamas, returning to New York in time to deliver my first lecture on: 'The pathway of the English-speaking Peoples' on January 14. . . ."

Mr. Churchill's forehead and nose are still elaborately bandaged, and he is destined to carry a large scar for the rest of his life as a memento of his appallingly narrow escape from death.

The accident was due, he tells me, to his momentary forgetfulness of the rule of the road in the United States, which is exactly the opposite of that in England.

In crossing the road, he explains, he turned his eyes involuntarily to the left instead of to the right, with the result that the taxicab hit him on the right side, catapulting him with terrific force on to his forehead.

A table in the reception room in his suite is piled high with letters and cables from his friends in England and this country. Packages with rare vintages of pre-Prohibition wine are also arriving from American sympathizers anxious to speed his recovery.

Though able to walk a few steps, Mr. Churchill, by the advice of his physician, Dr. Otto C. Pickhardt, is spending the next eight or ten days in bed. "His condition, on the whole," says Dr. Pickhardt, "is very satisfactory, and it can now be safely said that he will suffer no serious after-effects of his injuries. But he must have rest, as he has been badly shaken up."

Mr. Churchill to-day played several games of backgammon in bed, and accepted with a smile the verdict of his doctor that he might read and dictate letters or lectures, and receive his friends "within limits."