Re: Scary incidents

[BMcCrary27@aol.com]

When I was 13, we moved from a farm to a rural residential area, and my only 
access to all of my riding haunts was by state highway through a small town.  
Now we are talking about 55 years ago, and the traffic was minimal then, even 
on a state highway.  However, one day I was riding my mare along the highway, 
on the right side and well onto the shoulder.  I was always very careful.  
Fortunately, my mare was bombproof, as a pickup breezed along SO CLOSE that 
the handle of the offside door bumped the stirrup right off my left foot.  I 
can only surmise that it was intentional, because there was enough room that 
the driver didn't have to do that.  It was a scary moment for me, one I've 
never forgotten.  It's a good thing I don't live there now, for that 
"highway" has now become a secondary road to the 4-lane divided highway that 
was finished three years after my incident.  The traffic now on the secondary 
road is INFINITELY worse than it was when it was when I was a teenager.

Barbara