Scarey phone call

Don't you just hate it when you get a phone call that goes something like this, "Hun I've just been in an accident." That's what Stuart did to me last night at 5:30 while at work. Immediately my mind went into frantic mode. Luckily he was not injured and the truck is not a total loss. The accident was with an older woman that didn't even see him coming down 4th North, she started out of the intersection and rammed right into the front end of the truck and damaged the tire axle, so he couldn't even drive it. He needed a ride home so I was able to leave work to go get him. They were just finishing up the paper work and getting the truck ready to load it up on the tow truck to take it to the station when I got there. My heart was still beating fast as I approached the scene and the saw the reds and blues of the cop cars flashing. I guess the other car involved was in worse shape than Stuart's, I didn't get to see it they had already towed her's away. She was not critically hurt just really upset. The cops told us that she will be cited for the accident. Stuart was quite upset and mad when he got out and saw the damage to the truck, but then when he saw an older woman driving the other car he just thought to himself what good will it do to get mad. The only thing he was the most upset about is that this is such a special truck to him because he bought it for his Dad when he worked for him, then when he passed away 18 months ago he was fortunate enough to get it back. All he kept saying the rest of the night was "I can't believe I wrecked Dad's truck." I told him the truck can be replaced or repaired and that is not so easy to do with a life. We are both so thankful that no one was seriously hurt in the accident. Our thoughts and prayers are with Mrs. Koyle and hope she is doing ok. The scene of the accident, the reds and blues of the police cars in the background.

This picture is really dark but you can kind of see how the tire is pushed up and bent inward, Stuart said he had a really hard time even pulling off to the side of the road.

Loading the pick up onto the tow truck, the man that owns the tow truck just lives around the corner from us, so it didn't take him long to get there. Let's not go through this experience anytime soon.

So after having a bummer of a night I went out to get the mail and this was shuffled in with some of the junk. It was addressed to Grandpa and Grandma White.

It was a letter from Hatch written in his best hand writing. He was inviting us to Grandparents Day at his elementary school. Things like this can put a smile on my face. Needless to say this turned the night around in a hurry. We will be spending the morning of the 21st with him at his school for activities and a special program. This will give us something to look forward to next week. The camera will be in my purse for sure that day!