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Pulse pounding drive

So, we woke up this morning to a moderately white world. Snow drifted out of the sky with no particular aim, though it was steady and accumulated rather quickly. I didn’t expect school to be closed today, but checked anyway. Nope. There were a lot of other schools closed, but nothing much along the coast. We weren’t supposed to receive much snow. But, much to everyone’s surprise, there was a slick layer of ice under the snow and man did that make driving horrible this morning. It was so slippery that turning corners was almost out of the question. Even from a dead stop, the very act of turning a corner—very slowly—gave the car just enough momentum to want to bypass the turn altogether and head straight for the house on the corner.

On the way to school there were several fender benders. Police cars dotted the streets, with their blue lights flashing, while the afflicted parties stood around looking at each other and the damage. No happy faces there. The police were busy people this morning. The last accident we passed was right by the school. A school van crashed into a student’s car. And it wasn’t the student’s fault. He was parked when the van slid into his rear end and crumpled his fender and smashed his tail light. Makes me think the school may have cause to rethink their cancellation and delay policy a little bit after all the accident reports are in today.

This storm was not billed as much more than a sloppy wet mess with an inch or two of snow and rain forecast. The ice was a surprise, but still it must have been noted by someone responsible for school closings and delays. Since the road crews didn’t turn out this morning, the roads were treacherous. Nevertheless, there are always some who drive as if it’s a summer’s day. And I’m sorry if it seems like I pick on SUV drivers a lot, but the summer’s day drivers were in big SUVs. They’re great in the snow, but they don’t stop on ice any better than the rest of us.

Seeing one come perilously close to taking out a couple of kids in a cross walk made me more convinced this morning was a bad mistake. The driver slammed on the brakes and kept on going. The crossing guard saw it coming and frantically yanked the kids back out of the way, just in the nick of time. By a hair. Scared the living daylights out of me and probably took a year or two off the crossing guard’s life as well.

I don’t ordinarily complain, seriously, about snowy days when the schools don’t close, but this morning was awful judgment on someone’s part.

Posted on 01/23/06 at 08:37 AM
 




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