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Monday, October 10, 2011
Learning of an
Idaho woman’s attack by a mule deer
reminded me of a startling experience I had on a recent evening stroll.
It was after sundown, and dark.
Instead of talking about our kids or the social order, we were silent.
Block after block we walked.
About half way through our route as we stepped over the curb onto the sidewalk, a white Suburban pulled up to a stop sign.
I began daydreaming – daydreaming of a drive by shooting. Thinking of how someone could take us out – just like that – in the dark – in the blink of an eye.
“Huh,” you’re saying?
Don’t ask me what got into me. We don’t hear of drive-by’s in Kalispell; must be a leftover image of my
big city life
Anyways, I was occupying myself with my vivid imagination, when David grabbed my shoulder and said, “Look.”
Deers frequent yards for food
Till next time,
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