Thursday, February 21, 2008

Wrecks, Wrecks, Wrecks

I spent a lot of time sitting still on the highway this evening. Interstate 65 North started turning into a parking lot just after 4:30 p.m. Once I got past one wreck, traffic would speed up for a mile or so and then come to a screeching halt and all you could see was brake lights.
I finally navigated through downtown and made it to my exit. I went about three miles on Arkadelphia Road and in the middle of nowhere, traffic stopped again. I sat there for twenty minutes before traffic began to move. I didn't see any wreckers or emergency vehicles and when I got up to the accident scene, apparently several people got out of their cars to help push the wrecked car out of the roadway. Apparently someone had lost control, hit a tree and ended up back in the road.
I got home an hour late but when I walked in the door I smelled supper on the stove and my blood pressure dropped twenty points.
There is no place like home


  1. Anonymous9:13 PM

    Don't forget to thank your wife for the dinner, cause her day wasn't any better.

  2. I would never forget to thank my wife no matter what kind of day it has been.


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