yesterday, as my dad and i were about to turn left onto tuscawilla from trotwood, the light turned green but we hesitated to watch these two girls run across the road parallel to us on the right side. and then a white car whizzed by right in front of us, a good few seconds after our light had turned green. i'm guessing he wasn't paying attention, but at about 45 mph he would've collided right into the driver's side of our car and i would've lost my father in a sudden, random moment. driving is really much more dangerous than we let on... it's really scary to think of all the things that can feasibly happen at any given time. if you're the first in line at an intersection, always check the road before moving out when your light turns green..people are crazy.

my father.. he's a really great guy. he has his stupidness in the assigned areas conservatives have their stupidness, but really, generally, he is a wonderful, good-intentioned person. he is optimistic, he has a yearning to help everyone if he can. i go on about the need for generosity but i don't actually go out of my way much to help others because i feel i'm not in the position to, that one has to be ok themselves before going out for others.. but that's not true, really. i listen to dad go on about his cab driving experiences, all the poor, lonely, tragic people in the world that he tries to help however he can, how a lot of cab drivers hang out in the rich areas where they get bigger tips, but he picks up the ones nobody wants, and he's glad to do it. i'm glad to have known him.