Gee, Holly, all those streets you were driving around on late at night in Pomona are very dangerous. You are indeed lucky to be not only alive, but not addicted to crack cocaine, either, since the place is rife with drug dealers and people with guns trying to steal their turf. I cannot even imagine being stopped at a red light there, so you are very brave.
I was a candystriper when I was sixteen. That was a very long time ago!! I, too, was very brave, and did my duty very well, so well that the powers that be decided I was ready to assist in the emergency room. I was trying to hold a little boy down and comfort him, with some nurses as I recall, while a doctor sewed up his sweet face, and then I recall feeling faint and nauseous, and at that moment, before I swooned onto a nearby, available gurney, I realized I was not cut out for medical work of any kind. |
