Not long ago I left a blog
entry that said I might join the racers who rocket past our house
most nights if it were not for the grace of God. I remember hanging out
with friends in parking lots after hours just for something to do.
There are so few free things where young people can hang out late at
night. Some cities have lowered crime rates inside the inner city by
having well lit basketball courts open all night. All people want is a
place to talk to their friends an flirt with the desired gender.
Last night, Saturday evening, a group of the racers gathered in the
fish market place across the street from our house. Nat and I called
the police because they were openly smoking pot and playing the
boom-boom music too loud. Remember, this is 1:00 in the morning. When
we hung out, we did not drink. We did not do drugs. We did not play
music louder than we could sit in the car and listen too. We sat around
Friday evening, Nat and I came home late from a movie to find a
collection of emergency vehicles near our home on 1093. We walked over
after dropping off the car at home and spoke with one of the witnesses.
There was a crash. A young man had died after loosing control of his
car and smashing into a utility pole.
Nat and I sat on a parking lot curb and watched as people turned
around. The entire street was blocked off. The police investigators ran
some speed break tests where they get up to speed and slam on the
breaks to test conditions of the night, like humidity, temperature,
weather, road conditions and so on. The officer accelerated and then
screeched to a halt two times. When the tow truck passed us, headed to
some yard where cars are stored, it looked like more than one car in a
pile of parts. For all I know there may have been more than one car.
Nat could feel the young man's spirit wondering. I feel for his family.
I feel for his friends. I cannot help but think that could have been me
if I were not held back. "Reason for all things" keeps winding through
We also ran into an old friend of ours named Donny from that same CB
group I spoke of earlier. He was one of the tow truck drivers on the
scene. Small world. He was one of the people who just hung out.
Yesterday a crew was working on the pole the young man hit.