Life is Crazy and Oh So Good
My mom went to her bank, paid off her car loan, she's 81, went to the Day Care owned by my sister and helped her in the front office until 2 p.m. and then started home. She drove through a red light about ten blocks from the center on a small back road, tested the reflexes of a drunk driver who thought that he could drink, drive and react at 2 p.m. on any given drinking day, and he failed to miss my mother's car. Her car was then flung into a parked car, one which HAD stopped for the red light.... Sign in to see full entry.