Dashing through the snow

I was just congratulating myself on being a good driver in the snow, I was just a few blocks from work. All the big hills and bridges were behind me. I hadn't missed a stop or a corner. I had the easy part of the drive left.

I was on a straight, flat stretch, feeling sassy, hit a slick spot, knew right then I had too light a back end, and away I went; a over t, and backwards, then side ways across the road.

I put in the clutch and let her slide until I hit grass then touched the wheel and the brake to send her off the road before we got to the telephone pole.

I landed wrong way around in the corn field but I was feeling back under control, still right side up, and the truck and I were both ok. I tried to rock her a little. Nope. I quit.

I was sitting there, laughing at myself and being glad I had landed so well when I saw another truck hit the same spot and start sliding right at me.

I stopped finding it amusing. At least I knew it was the road and not my driving. I held my breath until he got his big truck straightened out and didn't come down to join me. He missed me.

I had the cell. I was ok, just stuck. No one was at the shop that could tow me out so I set up a ride. I tried rocking her again, rather than just sit there bored, and got going a little. The corn was too slick for much traction and the ground was just wet, not really frozen. Then it seemed I was getting up a little speed so I aimed up the bank. It was just too slick with no weight. I sat.

A nice boy who had been out hunting turned around and broke out the tow strap. As we were getting ready to try it my friend from the shop showed up and stopped traffic for us. The nice boy eased me right up the hill. I thanked him and wished him hunting luck. We shook hands good bye and I went on to work. He went back the way he came.

Life is like that sometimes. Cruising along, feeling good and then the surprise - whack! You just get that thing under control and another one comes right at you. Then someone sees your plight and cares enough to turn around and come back to give a hand.

It wasn't that unusual in this weather to have that happen. We get by taking care of each other. It just made me think of all of you and I wanted to tell you that.

I called the nearest place for help but all of you ran through my mind. I might have called any of you for help and I just wanted to say thank you for being my friend. Call on me anytime!