I’m curious, when you saw my father-in-law laying in the middle of the street last night where he had fallen and you walked right on by him without offering to help, WHAT THE *#$! WERE YOU THINKING?!!! I’m guessing the bloody smear on his forehead wasn’t quite large enough to merit your attention. Or perhaps, you didn’t want to interrupt your walk for a little human kindness. I wouldn’t want you to miss that new Alan Jackson song on your iPod, so I can understand why you thought it best to leave him in the middle of the busy street. He’s nearly 77-years old. Did I mention that?
That teenager you saw struggling to prop up her grandfather with a leg and an arm while dialing her cell phone with the other arm? You know, the one you made eye contact with? That was my daughter. You might be interested to know that she was scared to death at the time because her granddaddy had suddenly collapsed, hit his head on the pavement and wasn’t coherent. Don’t worry though. She managed to stay calm and summon help without your assistance. Thanks anyway. I’m sure you would have made time in your busy day for them if you had HAD time.
You might be interested to know that he’s doing okay today, even though he spent the night in the hospital, and he has a horrible black eye and some scrapes. Hopefully, you’ll see him and Teen Angel walking in the neighborhood again, soon. You might wave at them next time now that they know who you are. They DO know who you are. After all, this is a friendly subdivision. We like to be neighborly.
PS. If on Halloween night you find a big pile of flaming dog poop on your front porch, it wasn’t us.
In honor of National Coffee Day let's enjoy a few early autumn images! - It's time for me to enjoy my daily afternoon coffee. It also seems like the perfect time to post a few images I shot this past Thursday while up north o...
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