Oh, Rosie, I get so burned out on tragedy that I don't even watch the news much. It goes on all around me. Last night, I got to work half an hour late, despite leaving an hour early. There were something like 16 "first-rain" accidents.
B4 my big traffic stoppage, and just as I got to the main intersection in Willits, an ambulance from Laytonville pulled out ahead of me and headed towards Seabiscuit. I knew it was going to be a bad day, when he didn't turn in. Even so, I almost stopped to see if the Cat needed help; I dunno, maybe I should have. When I got to work, we had the driver of a head-on( not the crash which held me up) . They thought for a while that he would need a ventilator, so it was hanging out in the ER to ward off bad luck. (It worked; but we had a lady crash a the end of my shift, so I stuck around another hr). Anyway, when I called Cat, she also had gotten his dead 12 year old son. They were returning to Santa Rosa from a soccer tournament in Eureka. She also had gotten the mother (broken pelvis) and 3 year old sib. Cat said that blood was just pouring out of the older kid, and they couldn't stop it. It hits me a lot harder than what goes on over there on a daily basis.Stuff like that also scares me a lot more than terrorism does; wet roads, deer on the hiway, etc is a far greater threat to my kids than Saddam ever was.
Fuzzy PS Think I'm going off-line to call my kids. CU in a bit. |
