Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, I am sick. I was driving to take pictures at the Sertoma Youth Ranch not far from where we live and stopped because there were four Sandhill Cranes in the road. There was a big black truck coming from the other direction and I flashed my lights at him in case he didnt see the birds. The driver completely ignored me and blew past going about fifty and hit one of the cranes. When he got close and I knew he wasnt going to stop I closed my eyes. I dont think I will ever get the sound of that impact out of my head. Yesterday, just up the road from there, I was on my way home from the grocery store and two loose dogs ran right in front of me.I jammed on the brakes and stopped with inches to spare. There was a young boy about nine or ten standing on my side of the road observing this transpire. The expression on his face never changed - he was just watching to see what happened - he didnt seem horrified that the dogs might have been hit, or relieved when they were not, just... detached. I just dont get it.
Posted on: Thu, 13 Nov 2014 20:26:40 +0000
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