It's your dime.

My view looking out the west window where I worked. This has changed A LOT. The street curb was different, and there was a fire hydrant "right there" by the pole. And, the corner of that building was inset, with the door at a 45 under the corner, which was supported by a gigantic metal pole. you could sit there in dispatch and look in the angled windows of the store------which was the NAPA store where my Dad worked-----and look back behind you like a mirror, down Main st to First Ave, and see cars driving by. One night a car pulled up to the stop sign beside city hall, and I saw the driver fall over. Said to myself "Looks like Danny Lee's 59 Chev. Wonder if he's drunk, or looking for a beer or what?" Car started to move, came into view out of the corner of my window, bumped up over the curb, missing the hydrant and power pole, and NAILED THAT GIGANTIC STEEL POST dead center. Wrapped that 59 Chev front end all the way around the pole. Danny had straightened up, (woke up) and raised up behind the wheel just in time to be smashed headlong into the wheel.

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