We were walking to the garage, going to a hoot (acoustic music jam, sort of) when I looked up and saw this. Oh…my picture of the day, just waiting for me over the hill!
On our way, we picked up a friend of ours who was just released from prison. He was in because he was drinking before he got on the road, and he crossed the center line on a canyon road and killed a gardener on his way home from work. Desperately injured the other two men in the truck.I think it was a good thing for him to go. Before he went, he was very much torn up about it. He seemed afraid that his friends wouldn’t want to be his friends anymore. Honestly, it was hard to know how to be supportive sometimes, while acknowleging the gravity of what he’d done.
He wasn’t a drunk. He was a man who enjoyed good food and good wine. His experience is a solemn reminder of our obligation to be in control of ourselves when we get behind the wheel.Now he has paid in the time that the judge said he needed to pay. It was an awful ordeal. I know the night still haunts him, but now he can come back knowing he’s done the time, and we can all begin to move forward.I think he’s appreciating views like this these days.
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