911

I have had to call 911 twice in the last 5 months. Prior to this point I have NEVER called 911 before.

In July, Mom and I were driving out to Garden Ridge to buy stuff for our engagement party. Right in front of us we watched a truck slam into a mini-van causing it to fall over on its side. I called 911.

Last night, Nathan and I were going over to his sister's house for dinner. The light turned green...Nathan started to go...I said "Stop Stop STOP!" There was this white truck literally crawling through the intersection. People were honking and swerving. Nathan stoped (we were hardly moving) and then a car who couldn't see the mess in the intersection comes flying by us. The truck and car collide...the car goes flying out of control...I call 911.

I used to think...I never really see these bad wrecks happen. Now I have been present for 2 and have been an active participant.

I wish for it to stop. Last night was scarey because we very easily could have been involved. Nathan was in a wreck last May...and we bought the VUE. I sure didn't want it to be a crunched up last night.

Fortunately we were not involved in the wreck. I still think that they guy in the white truck must have been on something...it was all too wierd.

So hopefully I have done my duty of calling 911 enough now. I will gladly let others take over.