saved by a good samaritan…Posted: November 13, 2012
My car wasn’t a junker. It cost me $1,500 was was a Lime Green 1968 Chevy Nova. Of course the calendar read 1978. It was a clean rustless car with a flat bench seat in the front. Youngsters may think bucket seats more comfortable, but when your favorite girl sits next to you and you take that sharp right turn, centrifugal force tucks her perfectly against you. It’s a fine fine feeling.
The first snowy day in Cleveland leaves the roads slushy and crowded, but if you take the back ways you can zip right where you want to go. Waiting at one of my “back ways” for the green light on that cold cold day, my world shook. “Holy Crap”, it’s an earthquake. Then I noticed the young girl in the car behind me. The car that just slid into mine. I think I might have been mad and said a bad word or two, like “What the BLEEP did you do to my car?”, for she locked her doors and wouldn’t get out until the police arrived. She was a nice kid, it was an honest mistake, but once again I was driving a junker, this one with the trunk held shut by a rubber bungee cord.
Just two days later, the stop light changed to green, and pulling ahead I heard brakes squeal, then a huge crash as my car spun around twice whipping me around like a bowl of jello in a washing machine. A doctor had run the light and slammed into my door. I was woozy and had to climb out the window, ( not sure why I didn’t use the other door.) A policeman was quickly onsite and started to write me a ticket. He saw my bungeed trunk and had jumped to the conclusion I was at fault, no help from the doctor.
At that moment, a middle aged fellow came up. He had seen the whole thing and he waited in case he was needed. Did I want his address and phone number. I searched through my car, and the only paper I had was an old valentine from my girlfriend. I handed him the heart shaped card, and smiling he wrote his information on it. That saved the day.
I took the insurance money from the two wrecks, and saved it. I drove that old Nova until spring, dreaming of a brand new car. After all, I was young and spry, and it was kinda cool to get in and out jumping through the window.
May you be a good Samaritan to someone in need, and may your valentine save you from trouble.