November 17, 2003

Kids, Don't Look...

Maggie and I were with Julie on Sunday evening for a little shopping trip to the Home Depot plaza in Taunton in Rte. 140. Maggie had walked from Kohl's to theStarbuck's because it was easier to take the short walk then to pile back into my Saturn's tiny back seat between the girls' two car seats for the short ride.

I drove up the hill slowly from the back of the vast, sprawling plaza, and that's when Julie noted that something was going on up ahead. There were police lights flashing at the entrance to the plaza, twinkling but quiet at this distance. Once Maggie had squirmed back into her seat, we approached route 140 and saw the remains of an accident.

"What's going on?" Mattie was curious.

"Don't look, girls." Maggie replied. Later she would say to me "There was blood everywhere. Didn't you see it?" I was driving, and trying to pay attention to the traffic. All I saw was some debris scattered in the road, surrounded by cars, and then one car that looked dented in the front.

It was an automobile vs. motorcycle. One of four fatalities this weekend in south Massachusetts due to three fatal automobile accidents. One of the other 3 accidents claimed two lives in New Bedford on Saturday Posted by James at November 17, 2003 1:20 PM

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I didn't see any blood, but I usually only look at accidents out of the corner of my eye. I can't look directly at them.

Posted by: julie at November 17, 2003 5:25 PM

JP, have you read the book Suburban Nation by Andres Duany? It's one of those books that completely changed my outlook on some things, and I have a feeling you would be interested in what it has to say.

Posted by: Bil at November 17, 2003 6:52 PM

Interesting. I've put a hold on it in the library system, so I'll be taking a look at it.

Posted by: James at November 17, 2003 10:13 PM

That's been on my reading list for a while too. I'll have to see if my local library has a copy.

Posted by: Mike at November 18, 2003 10:10 AM

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