Another notable collision occurred when the daughter of one of my
dad's biggest clients had parked her truck at our house to meet up
for a car pool to scuba lessons my dad was teaching. She belonged to
a Utah State Senator's family that lived a couple of towns over and
ran a big dairy and provided a good chunk of our yearly income at the
time. My dad had been an assistant scuba instructor for a couple of
years and in this class where he was going to take the lead he
invited this girl and my best friend Cole. They had all just pulled
into the driveway and were meeting in the front room of our house
getting ready to load out to head up 20 miles north to the class and
pool when there was a huge crash from the driveway. We all ran out
and there was my mom wedged t-bone style in the side of a very new
looking very expensive looking truck a dairy owning state senator
might own. My mom was not apologizing she was kind of mad that
someone would park behind he in the drive and make her wreck. I
remember Bill, the girls dad came out and looked at what happened and
my dad and him decided on a remedy which I believe involved working
for free for a while. But at least by not having to take
accountability my mom finally learned her lesson to operate a deadly
vehicle safely and in control at all times and by looking backwards
when she was traveling backwards. Just kidding, she insisted that it
was the girl's fault for parking in our driveway and she went on to
hit at least two other people who parked in our driveway over the
years. She also backed into a lady when she dropped me off at
college, sort of a proper send off I suppose, something to remember
her by.
