Alan had been on his way home around midnight from an employee party when it happened. He was driving down Nicasio Valley road (which is windy but he's been driving it every day for seven years) when he took a turn (going the speed limit) and his car suddenly fishtailed, spinning him around and slamming him into one tree, then another and another. He finally crashed head first into a fence post. He didn't get home until 4 in the morning. I had been worried about him because he never called to let me know where he was or if he was spending the night at the country club where he works. It was disconcerting that my phone calls wouldn't go through to his cell phone since he was on the back roads and out of cell phone range.
A woman heard the crash and found him standing dazed next to his car. She let him use her house phone to call a tow truck. It took two hours for the tow truck to arrive and another hour and a half for him to get home. Alan is bruised and achy but overall he's fine. We spent our bill money getting it towed to our house. He really could have died so I'll take the financial hit with relief.
Thank God he's alright.
Now for the good news. Alan was well enough to attend Gabriel's pumpkin pie social this morning in his kindergarten class. We were treated to many songs, one in sign language, and each child showing their art work and reciting what they were thankful for.
Gabriel is a sweet, compassionate boy.
Then it was time to enjoy the homemade pumpkin pies that Alan had made with the children earlier in the week.
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