I think I only had two accidents with any of our cars. The first one was minor but memorable. We, Terri, Tommy & I, were coming home from Falley's over on West Crawford. As we came by the gas station, I stopped to make a left turn on Phillips and the person behind me didn't stop. She rammed me in the rear as she was waving at the person in the gas station. I was out of it for a minute and Terri, in the front with me was stunned also. Tommy was in the back seat and he was furious. He was probably about 10 or 11 at the time and he out of that car and was back by the other lady's car just a yelling at her. "What do you think you were doing?" "You hurt my mother and wrecked our car!" By this time I was a little worried about him more than the car. I ran after him and said we would call the police and they would take care of her. He calmed down and we parked the car on the side of the street and she did too. The police came and we exchanged insurance and such. I think if that had been a 500 pound man, Tommy would have taken him on and beat him!! Thankfully, we were all okay and we went on home. Drove that car with the bent trunk lid tied down for a long time after that!!
The previous accident was in Trout Run when I was working at Summit Lodge. I was on my way to work in the morning and was driving a big car, can't remember the make but was like Beth & Joye's "boat". Danny tells me it was an Oldsmobile. It drove good and was reliable but the tires were pretty bald.
I got to the hill that goes up to Summit Lodge where the road becomes four lane and I hit a patch of oil and boy that car skidded around in a circle so fast my head was spinning. It ended up on the wrong side of the road up against the guard rails. It actually took out one guard rail and pulled another loose. I got out and looked under it and couldn't find anything wrong with my car so got in and went on to work.
The funny part was later in the day I stopped at my sister, Mary's place. Her husband, Clyde, had a garage and gas station. Mary operated a small coffee shop. I went in and asked Clyde to put new tires on my car as it was getting dangerous. While we were sitting there in the kitchen having coffee (Mary & I) waiting on Clyde to change my tires, a man came into the station and was talking to someone else in there. He was going on and on about this lady he saw turn around on the highway by Summit Lodge and how she hit the guardrails and then got back in her car and drove off. He said she didn't even seem shook up!! Mary & I had a good laugh over that.
Friday, May 8, 2009
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I love this story. I remember the accident that you had with the red Ford. But I guess I didn't know about the accident going into the guardrails. I guess having the guardrails was a lifesaver. That would have been quite a drop if they had not been there!
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ReplyDeleteI seem to remember that it was in the winter time and the gardrails were made of iron and had wire ropes connecting each post. These guard rails protected a small bridge or culvert and that is why the road was icy at that location. And she pushed the post back several inches and it just left a small ding in the bumper
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