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A Mystery Solved...Sort of

The boy next door saw that we were home and came over to chat with Mike while I was out doing the grocery shopping.  Apparently it was late afternoon on June 11, when a large purple van went off the road.  The driver was not hurt.  At least he was standing and talking to the trooper.  That's all we know.

I had been concerned mostly because it was graduation time--thinking about kids out celebrating and driving--so I was glad to hear that was not the case.

The damage is minor on our property.  There is a strip of town land between our property and our neighbors that is a ditch and a berm that gets covered with grape vines, sumac trees, and other weedy things.  Every once in a while, it gets plowed through like this and it gives us a chance to tidy it up a bit. 

By the way, this spot is not on a curve at all.  The driver was going north, which means he would have crossed the oncoming lane.  I guess I don't even want to speculate.  Again, I'm glad no one was injured or killed.

Don't think I am a compassionate soul.  One of those flowered crosses with a pile of stuffed animals as tribute would have pushed me over the edge.

Comments

  1. Glad you found the "real story." :-)

    Why would you feel any sort-of-guilty, about an accident happening there? It's town land. Even if someone *said* it should be cleared, so that the gully is more noticeable... It's up to the town to do the clearing.

    And up to drivers, to be aware.

    Those memorials are weird. :-(

    ~♥~

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  2. Glad no one was hurt. Those kind of incidents do tend to stick with you, especially if you're left wondering what happened.

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  3. I'm glad that the driver was safe.

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  4. I'm glad no one was hurt, and let's pray this is the last of the 'ditch cruzin'.

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  5. Oh, glad the mystery's solved!

    I don't think I'd want one of those piles of memorial trash next to my house either. Whether or not somebody had died. A tasteful marker would be okay...
    But I'm glad it was just a wackamo (my interpretation based on "a purple van") driving willy-nilly off the road...and living to talk to THE TROOPER about it.

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  6. Maybe he fell asleep? I always try to think the best. So glad the mystery is solved.

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