Unbelievable timing

Lue: poor lady - had such troubles with the floods around Labor Day Weekend. She really needed help. And naturally so. Well - it seems luck continued NOT being with her, or it WAS, depending on how you look at the following.

Lue called us Thursday night around 9:30 in the evening. Paul answered it. I could tell from his face that it was bad.

It seems a drunk driver drove his car directly into her front porch and almost into her living room. She had been in the back of the house in the kitchen at the time. The drunk driver fled the scene, along with his drunk girlfriend. They were found and arrested later.

Lue was really really upset. Who wouldn't be? Paul drove up to her house to help her in any way he could. He had his camera to help her take pictures for insurance. (He took the pictures below.) I would have gone, but we had the kids staying here and we didn't want to leave them alone.






About forty-five minutes later, Paul came back home and he told me what happened. The police, state troopers, fire fighters, and neighbors were there. It was the usual crime scene: police-car lights and others were flashing, fire engines running, the area was roped off with tape, lots of spectators. He had to park way up the street.

Now here's the happy ending. . . .if there could be one. And there was.

Remember, it was Lue's 80th birthday on Monday.

Her three kids, living in Massachusetts, Connecticut and Tennessee, decided to surprise her and come for the weekend Thursday night to celebrate her birthday. . . . Arriving together, just after this happened, and seeing all the emergency personnel must have been extremely scary. What a sight! There must have been a couple of harrowing moments until the emergency personnel assured them she was okay.

But - How wonderful for Lue to have her family nearby to comfort her, and I'm sure the kids felt the same way. They spent the weekend doing some more picking up from the flood, and Thursday evening's event, and after I picked up Ida at school on Friday, we drove past, and there was a big blue tarp up there to keep the weather out.

Well, things seem to happen in threes, and her kids joked there was the flood - one, and the accident - two, that did she think the satellite orbiting the earth and pieces falling who-knows-where, would land . . . .

So - how're things goin' in your neck o' the woods?