Car Crash 2008/05/08 I live in Northern California just South of San Francisco. I guess the traffic isn't as bad as Los Angeles, or perhaps other places, but it is still pretty crowded. I don't know why I have started noticing car crashes more often, but for some reason, I have. I begin to believe there must be a serious crash every day on the highway. And yet still, people drive insane. Imagine 4 lanes of traffic, folks driving anywhere from 45 to 85, with everyone merging, and perhaps 1 out of 20 cars swerving like they were immortal. That is what it's like driving in our area. Once you've been out here you will see many things. Cars will flip over... go over barriers, all kinds of stuff. But most of the time you don't see the accident, you just get stuck in the nearly daily traffic jam and pass the aftermath. If an accident is bad enough, they pull the large fire trucks along side in order to protect workers, and I suppose block the sight of the accident and people. The last few months have been particularly bad. Just the other day we decided to try out our new outdoor dinner table. We had just sat down to enjoy some spaghetti, when we heard a loud car crash that had to be on the highway. It sounded bad. We kinda looked at each other not saying much. I guess we were both thinking people were likely hurt in the crash, as we did not talk much. I remember sitting in the quiet, cutting the noodles and watching the red sauce flow around the fork. As I cut deeper into the spaghetti, the fork would eventually reach the plate and scrape a little. About half way through the meal, we started to hear sirens from across the city moving towards the highway. Sounded like a few of them, so I imagine they must have been moving the large fire trucks. They arrived just as we were finishing up dinner. I'm sure the services responded quickly, but it's amazing how long the course of a meal seems when you think it is the same amount of time someone may have had to wait to be rescued. I hope they were OK. A few days later, I was driving to work and a police car drove in front of me and started swerving back and forth across the lanes. This is what they do to stop traffic on a 4 lane highway. You see it from time to time. But for me, it meant another car crash ahead, and I just couldn't bear to see it. Not another one! This was just too much. The cop brought us all to a halt, and he got out of his car. There, on the side of the highway was a mother duck and 6 of her ducklings. I guess they decided to cross, and someone called the highway patrol. It was real nice to see. You could see everyone kinda cheering on the cop or simply smiling. No one was upset about stopping for this. It was a very nice break.