July 12, 2018

Car accident in front of my apartment building, no actually nearly into my apartment building.

We were walking to the diner for our Thursday night pea soup when a car came right up onto the sidewalk, flattening the iron traffic sign, and thudding into the tree at the front of my building. Had Bernie and I left moments later, we would have been in the path of the car. The driver was hurt. I called 911 and was made to wait at least five minutes. “Your call will be accepted in the order in which we received it,” the message said. I was asked all kinds of questions about the woman’s health. “Just send an ambulance,” I begged. “It’s on its way,” she said, asking more questions about the makes of the cars involved, their colors, while the driver was sitting on the sidewalk, head in hands. It took A HALF HOUR for the ambulance to come.