fractal
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When I was a kid my dad was taking me up to boy scout camp at night after he got off of work. We were out in the middle of nowhere, lost, when the car started acting up. We started walking down the road, stopping at every house we came to, knocking on the doors asking people to please call the police for us. At several houses we were chased by dogs let out of the front doors. At one house we had a shotgun pointed at us out of the window and were told to leave. We went back to the car and sat for a long time, until some other lost boy scouts picked us up. We got to the camp and called a towing company. They picked us up, we went back to the car and it had a ticket on it.
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How true. This is one side of the equation that many rural folk don't seem to understand. Let's just say you got off easy.
My father and his student were flying their helecoptor during the air traffic controllers strike a while ago. The air traffic controller issued them a "course change directive". They followed the directive. Right into the side of a mountain. Both dad and his student were thrown clear of the copter. Shoes and watches stayed in the bird. Student had two busted legs but crawled to a nearby farm house. Pounded on the door for 3 hrs. Owner apparantly called police after an hour or two and told the cops that there was an accident. The cops spent an hour driving up and down the road looking for the crash before visiting the house.
Well, 6 hrs after the crash they finally find dad. He was still alive after 6 hrs in 20 degree weather. He wasn't alive when they got him to the hospital.
I don't blame the air traffic controller who directed him into the side of the mountain, nor do I blame the air traffic controller for "forgetting to notice" that the bird he gave a course change to "dissapeared". Heck, I don't blame anyone. But, had the people in that napa farmhouse bothered to answer the door and had the napa county sherrif bothered to respond... Who knows.
Next time you think how "inconvenient" it is for you to answer the door at 2am, try thinking about my dad freezing to death on the top of that mountain. Yeah, it may be an obnoxious drunk. Then again, it might not.
When I was a kid my dad was taking me up to boy scout camp at night after he got off of work. We were out in the middle of nowhere, lost, when the car started acting up. We started walking down the road, stopping at every house we came to, knocking on the doors asking people to please call the police for us. At several houses we were chased by dogs let out of the front doors. At one house we had a shotgun pointed at us out of the window and were told to leave. We went back to the car and sat for a long time, until some other lost boy scouts picked us up. We got to the camp and called a towing company. They picked us up, we went back to the car and it had a ticket on it.
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How true. This is one side of the equation that many rural folk don't seem to understand. Let's just say you got off easy.
My father and his student were flying their helecoptor during the air traffic controllers strike a while ago. The air traffic controller issued them a "course change directive". They followed the directive. Right into the side of a mountain. Both dad and his student were thrown clear of the copter. Shoes and watches stayed in the bird. Student had two busted legs but crawled to a nearby farm house. Pounded on the door for 3 hrs. Owner apparantly called police after an hour or two and told the cops that there was an accident. The cops spent an hour driving up and down the road looking for the crash before visiting the house.
Well, 6 hrs after the crash they finally find dad. He was still alive after 6 hrs in 20 degree weather. He wasn't alive when they got him to the hospital.
I don't blame the air traffic controller who directed him into the side of the mountain, nor do I blame the air traffic controller for "forgetting to notice" that the bird he gave a course change to "dissapeared". Heck, I don't blame anyone. But, had the people in that napa farmhouse bothered to answer the door and had the napa county sherrif bothered to respond... Who knows.
Next time you think how "inconvenient" it is for you to answer the door at 2am, try thinking about my dad freezing to death on the top of that mountain. Yeah, it may be an obnoxious drunk. Then again, it might not.