Tom ran into a woman on a bike yesterday. Actually, she ran into him. She sped through a red light and they collided in the intersection. All witnesses said it was her fault.
Still Tom carried the bigger stick as they say. The woman went to the hospital in an ambulance but the police said she had minor injuries. By the time Tom got to her, others were stroking her head and hand as she lay moaning in the street. There was no blood. He stood by, discombobulated.
And he is still discombobulated. Running into a bicyclist wasn't his idea of a fine afternoon.
The front end of the Fiat had some dents and the glass had a nice crack in it, so today was spent renting a car, and taking our car to Progressive where they will estimate the damage. On the way home we bought some KFC and ate in Liberty Park overlooking the pond. We considered how stuff happens.
Stuff keeps happening. It never stops happening. You never reach that age where someone says to you, "Okay, you've had enough stuff happen; it's easy peasy from now on."
Easy peasy is a con. Always hang up on people who call to tell you you've won a free trip to the Bahamas.
The one image I have of the past two days is Tom walking out of a building into the sunlight with the wind catching his white hair up like a sail on a skiff. Tom. His name filled my head and I had such a warm feeling.
I am so sorry this happened.
ReplyDeleteHugs for Tom and you. I know from personal experience how disorientating it is when someone runs into you. It is terrible.
What a bummer but you are so right stuff is always happening. I think my husband would prefer to think otherwise but then something happens and he is astounded all over again.
ReplyDeleteDid it happen downtown? I've noticed SLC cyclists seem to believe themselves to be above traffic laws, maybe because they are saving the environment, after all. Good lesson/reminder that they are not above physics laws, but sorry Tom had to be the teacher.
ReplyDeleteYes. We are in the throes of stuff happening. I'd like to run away on a skiff with a white sail. I'd take you and Tom with me. It would be a party on the sea! Hugs to you both.
ReplyDeleteI loved this. Thank you, Louise.
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ReplyDeleteGood stuff happens too, thankfully. I wish you more of that. Thanks for this philosophical view of the stuff that happens.
ReplyDeleteI listened to a tune today that I'd forgotten about. I first heard it when I was staying in the 2nd avenue house. It's called "Time of Our Lives" and it's by Paul Van Dyk. I added it to my playlist and plan to 'rock out' to it. I can totally see you and Tom jamming to this tune. It ain't Beethoven or Chopin, but who cares. if you're on edge, have a dance off! I think I'm going to sign up for lessons. Meanwhile, I'll convulse like my favorite epileptic and enjoy the ride.
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry to read about Tom's accident. It must have been horrifying.
ReplyDeleteI just watched a movie and it ties so well into this post. "The Lady in the Van"
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