Ice and irony

Our drizzle switched over to ice around 8:00 yesterday evening. As we were leaving the neighborhood this morning we saw a green pickup in the ditch. It looked like they lost it when they were taking the curve to go down Smith Lane. Then we came upon another accident being cleared on Highway 53 in front of the veterinarian's office. This one looked like it had been a head-on. Ice + not adjusting driving to fit conditions = wreck. I'm always amazed at how some drivers try to drive on weather affected roads as if the roads were dry.

Anytime there's ice, I think of my old friend, Hugh Finn, who died while taking his kids to school. It was March but there was black ice that morning. A driver lost it and hit Hugh's car. Ironically, when I was working the morning shift at WAVE, it would be Hugh who would call me if the weather was bad to wake me up an hour earlier than he knew I arose. I remember vividly hearing Hugh say "Allen, it's getting icy out there. You'd better be careful and leave early!" He was a good man with a wonderful family.

Hugh's death became a national story. I don't want to go into it here, but you can Google his name and read all about it if you wish.