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Bad driving habits
run in the family

From page 15

There weren’t very many
sympathetic smiles from the
people who drove by us at
the accident scene.

Still, 1 figure we were
lucky. If we had been hit a
split second later, there
would have been serious
injuries and I don't know
how a person lives with the
guilt involved in that.

Once home the shaking
subsided, and although I
didn’t sleep that night for
worrying about what might
have been, things weren’t all
that bad, because no one
was hurt, and at least I had
my son’s old truck to drive
while my car was being
repaired.

Next day, as I was
attempting to drive said
truck, I broke off the key in
the ignition.

While [ was on the phone
trying to get a tow truck,
someone had a problem in
the bathroom and the toilet
overflowed all over the floor.
Oh, and we hadn't sealed
the new tile yet. Big, big
mess.

So that’s four unlucky
things. And for a few hours
my life seemed to calm
down a little, until [ got a
frantic phone call from a
furious man who was about
ready to pulverize my oldest
son. Seems the lad, who we
had given permission to
camp at our little summer
place with a couple of his
friends, launched himself
into full jackass orbit and
infuriated a few island vaca-
tioners with his irresponsible
handling of the old truck we

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team really
eas eter go!

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have there. The driving
thing just could be genetic.

Clearly Thormanby
[sland is no place for unsu-
pervised 18-year-old boys,
and I suppose I should have
known that, but fora brief
moment I thought he was
mature enough to handle
himself and OK, I made a
mistake. The kid has the
tendency to perform poorly
when confronted with adults
who scold. In short, he’s a
cacky, smart-ass. Gets it
from his father I tigure.

After what seemed like
50 phone calls to help assure
the vacationers, (none of
whom have children who are
teenagers yet) that the boy is
not Satan, and that he won't
be on the island again this
summer, and that it’s time
to let it go, [set out for a
friendly game of golf with
my youngest son, who J still
like.

Not that I was playing
that well anyway, but I was
having a good time until |
stepped in a big pile of dog
poop on the 12th tee, and,
well, my driving really went
in the tank.

Although, while cleaning
up my golf shoe I did notice
that I was missing a cleat,
and no doubt [ve been off
balance all this time and P?’'m
just sure that now that I’ve
replaced it, my driving,
whether it be in my car, on
the golf course, or as an
influence in my children’s
lives, is going to improve
significantly.

It has to. I’ve reached
my bad luck limit of six.

And, Pve run out of cars.

— shannonn@telus.net