Maybe I stopped a tragedy from happening today?

 No pictures today. No cute dialogue. No brilliant recipe.


 I'm just going to tell you what I did today.


 On the way home, I decided to whip in to the ice cream store located on the highway. This is a landmark ice cream store and folks drive for miles to get their fix and it's always busy. Being on the highway home from the beach doesn't hinder it's popularity either, but it is open all year long!


 I got my scoop and a half of Raspberry, Chocolate trifle and was just walking back to the Magnum when I heard the high pitched screeching of car's tires! I looked towards the parking lot entrance and here came a tiny little silver car just flying in off the highway! 


 As usual in a situation of danger, I scoped out my own safety and escape route and because there was a row of cars between me and this speeding car, I wasn't worried about myself, but the Magnum! In seconds, I was reassured that the driver would not hit my car as he flung his little jet into a parking spot and to my disbelieving eyes, the male driver got out and the 6... Count them... Six young girls got out one by one. Squealing in glee and laughing as young people do when they are having a time!


It just took me about two seconds to turn my cell phone on, get out of my car with pen and paper in hand, write down the plate number and dial 911!


It wasn't five minutes before they had a pair of Ontario's finest down, (the Ontario Provincial Police Station is only a mile away!) As I left the parking lot, they were having a little visit with the young ones.


Now, you might think I'm mean or just miserable, but I'll tell you this. That car only had four seat belts in it. ( I knew that because I used to sell cars for a living.) Four of the girls had been all one on top of the other in the back seats! ( I think they had laid the back seats down?) The car was so tiny and quite old, that if the driver had seen fit to stop suddenly, all of these your girls would have been thrown right through the front window!


About ten years ago, my own son was injured by being nothing more than a bone head teenager. He had just turned 16 and was sitting on a girls car at a birthday party. She got in the car and started it, threw it in gear, took off and proceeded to do donuts in the parking lot! To everyone's horror, he was of course thrown from the roof to the gravel below. (She was running about 40 miles an hour!)


He has teeth implanted and had to suffer bone grafts and resetting of a broken wrist that still doesn't function properly. His back is a constant agony for him.


 He refused to watch Walker Texas Ranger after that.....


 God how I wish someone had just called 911 on him that night!