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Tue Dec 11 13:20:45 GMT 2007

Charlene,

You are SO practical!!  And so correct, especially when it comes to the >80 going 50 in the left lane - and nowadays talking on their cell phones!!  And don't get me started on the early to mid-20's women who are statistically the nastiest people on the road.  I am not being sexist, just repeating what I have experienced and read as well!  

Just the same, tearjerker or not, I woudl hope that we all could forward this e-mail to our KIDS and nieces and nephews just as a reminder.....

Happy Holidays to you all,
Ron

>>> "Charlene M Morris" <cvmmorris at gmail.com> 12/11/07 7:26 AM >>>
Although this e-mail is a tear jerker, the reality is most drivers are going
faster than former days. And although "excessive speed" is unsafe, I propose
that the gradient of speed is even more unsafe.From those going 50 in the
left lane, to those "trying" to get past on the R, this mismatch can be
treacherous. I won't even talk about the older drivers who are not checked
annually and pull out into a line of traffic, as happened here just a few
weeks ago-- and resulted in many injuries.

Remember, the autobahn drivers are a lot faster-- but more respectful of the
distance between vehicles and once passed, move back to the R lane. Since
they are also very quick, they know any indiscretion will probably be fatal.

Charlene Morris

On 12/9/07, Ronald Gross <Rgross at harthosp.org> wrote:
>
> Read This Slowly
>
> Jack took a long look at his speedometer before
> slowing down: 73 in a 55 zone. Fourth time in as many
> months. How could a guy get caught so often?
>
> When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour, Jack
> pulled over, but only partially. Let the cop worry
> about the potential traffic hazard. Maybe some other
> car will tweak his backside with a mirror. The cop was
> stepping out of his car, the big pad in hand.
>
> Bob? Bob from Church? Jack sunk farther into his
> trench coat. This was worse than the coming ticket. A
> cop catching a guy from his own church. A guy who
> happened to be a little eager to get home after a long
> day at the office. A guy he was about to play golf
> with tomorrow.
>
> Jumping out of the car, he approached a man he saw
> every Sunday, a man he'd never seen in uniform.
>
> "Hi, Bob. Fancy meeting you like this."
>
> "Hello, Jack." No smile.
>
> "Guess you caught me red-handed in a rush to see my
> wife and kids."
>
> "Yeah, I guess." Bob seemed uncertain. Good.
>
> "I've seen some long days at the office lately. I'm
> afraid I bent the rules a bit -just this once."
>
> Jack toed at a pebble on the pavement. "Diane said
> something about roast beef and potatoes tonight. Know
> what I mean?" "I know what you mean. I also know that
> you have a reputation in our precinct ." Ouch. This
> was not going in the right direction. Time to change
> tactics.
>
> "What'd you clock me at?"
>
> "Seventy. Would you sit back in your car please?"
>
> "Now wait a minute here, Bob. I checked as soon as I
> saw you. I was barely nudging 65." The lie seemed to
> come easier with every ticket.
>
> "Please, Jack, in the car"
>
> Flustered, Jack hunched himself through the still-open
> door. Slamming it shut, he stared at the dashboard. He
> was in no rush to open the window.
>
> The minutes ticked by. Bob scribbled away on the pad.
>
> Why hadn't he asked for a driver's license?
>
> Whatever the reason, it would be a month of Sundays
> before Jack ever sat near this cop again. A tap on the
> door jerked his head to the left. There was Bob, a
> folded paper in hand Jack rolled down the window a
> mere two inches, just enough room for Bob to pass him
> the slip.
>
> "Thanks." Jack could not quite keep the sneer out of
> his voice.
>
> Bob returned to his police car without a word. Jack
> watched his retreat in the mirror. Jack unfolded the
> sheet of paper. How much was this one going to cost?
>
> Wait a minute. What was this? Some kind of joke?
>
> Certainly not a ticket. Jack began to read:
>
> "Dear Jack, Once upon a time I had a daughter. She
> was six when killed by a car. You guessed it- a
> speeding driver. A fine and three months in jail, and
> the man was free. Free to hug his daughters, all three
> of them. I only had one, and I'm going to have to wait
> until Heaven before I can ever hug her again.
>
> A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man. A
> thousand times I thought I had. Maybe I did, but I
> need to do it again. Even now. Pray for me. And be
> careful, Jack, my son is all I have left."
>
> "Bob"
>
> Jack turned around in time to see Bob's car pull
> away and head down the road. Jack watched until it
> disappeared. A full 15 minutes later, he too, pulled
> away and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness
> and hugging a surprised wife and kids when he arrived.
>
> Life is precious. Handle with care. This is an
> important message; please pass it along to your
> friends. Drive safely and carefully. Remember, cars
> are not the only things recalled by their maker.
>
> Funny how you can send a thousand jokes through
> e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you
> start sending messages regarding the sanctity of life,
> people think twice about sharing.
>
> Funny how when you go to forward this message, you
> will not send it to many on your address list because
> you're not sure what they believe, or what they will
> think of you for sending it to them.
>
>
> Pass this on, you may save a life. Maybe not, but
> we'll never know if we don't try.
>
>
> May today there be peace within you. May you trust
> God that you are exactly where you are meant to be. "I
> believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to
> our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how
> to fly."
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