My sainted mother is in general a very pious woman. She is never
lying, drinking, cheating, whoring, or stealing but for a while
there, and by for a while I mean about a decade, she was getting in
car wrecks a couple of times a year. Sometimes it was in the
driveway hitting some of our other cars, or a neighbor's car who was
foolish enough to park around her. Sometimes it was in parking lots,
sometimes intersections. She was an equal opportunity destroyer she
didn't have a preference for cars or truck American or imported,
everything was on the menu. They were almost always small little
accidents, with the exception of the one multiple rollover, and many
times my dad would try and pay for the damage without involving the
law and insurance companies to save all the extra costs of loosing a
license or having premiums skyrocket. As a kid I just thought it was
kind of funny and embarrassing that we were always having to stop and
talk to the cops, and apologize and exchange insurance information.
She even had a sense of humor about it and got a ;license plate cover
that says, 'Been there, Hit that' which she considers a reference to
multiple car wrecks and not the meaning of promiscuity almost
everyone associates with the phase. When I look back as a responsible
bill paying adult I cannot fathom why my dad was always so
understanding and forgiving, I would have probably stopped buying
replacement cars and paying repair bill on exactly the second
accident. After the 90's she must have hit rock bottom, or maybe it
was because she was down to two kids instead of six, maybe it was
because she was done with school, no matter the reason as far as I
know she hasn't hit another car in the new millennium, we should get
her a sobriety chip.
