Yesterday I posted about the noise in my neighborhood that disturbs our sleep. I left out the major cause of noise and that is our local fire dept. The firehouse sits across the street and all the action can be viewed from our kitchen window. When they get a call (any time of day or night) the traffic from all the volunteers arriving, to answer that call, plus the sirens and whistles are enough to wake the dead resting in the cemetery at the end of the block. Fortunately, this is something that does not happen very often and we have learned to ignore it over the years.
This fire house just happened to be a very lucky break for one young lady last fall. She was speeding down the street while talking on her cell phone. Just as she reached our corner she realized she was about to hit a car parked in front of our house. Somehow, In the process of trying to miss the parked car, she managed to upturn her vehicle onto its side.
We heard the crash and so did the only on-duty firefighter who soon sent out the alarm. Before long the street was filled with firefighters, police, paramedics, and looky-loos and the traffic their vehicles create.
I photographed the entire event from our kitchen window.
To save this young lady the embarrassment of having someone local stumble on this post and recognize her I have faded out her face.
As these photos show, she must have been injured. Her arm was wrapped and her pants show blood stains.
After her car was towed this girl had to wait a long while for someone to come and get her. We asked her to come wait inside but she refused.
Safety Yellow can be a good thing.
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