February 27, 2017. Madison, Mississippi. A True Story.

Chapter One:  At home in San Antonio, the driveway was full of cars and someone needed to get out. Allison was asked to move the Subaru and she did.   But when she backed up and turn so the other driver could get out, she backed into the mail box.  The mail box is made of mortar and bricks and the bumper hit the bottom two rows of bricks so eventually the mailbox would fall over.  Poor Allison had no idea how she turned into the mailbox as she must have turned the car right around, but she did.  We had arrived just a few days after the mailbox incident so many comments headed Allison's way.  The joking was good natured and she took it in good part, but we all took part in the ribbing Allison received.

While we were there, a man came to the door, saying that he was doing work for a neighbor and that David needed his help.  So the next day, he rebuilt it and it looks good.  Except he left all his stuff in David's wheelbarrow which he assure David he would come the next day to clear up his mess, which he never did.  That is the end of chapter one.

Chapter Two:  A few days ago. David was backing out of the driveway in his white truck.   On the left side of the driveway is a brick wall, covering the trash cans.   If you are parked directly in front of the garage, it is necessary to turn around the wall to get to the main driveway.   Two other cars were in the parking area but David had plenty of space to get around the wall.  He had done it hundreds of time.  But this time he backed into the wall and knocked it down.  Not the whole wall.  Just many bricks.   Well you know how pleased everyone was for David to hit the wall.  He said the same thing as Allison had said, which was "I did not notice".   He was as surprised as Allison.   He thinks it was funny and I do too.  Clearly, he was not paying attention.  David is now the target of all the jokes.  Now they need that little man, the stone mason, who can lay brinks.   But David is irritated that he did not do what he said he would do to clean up his mess.   And perhaps they did not keep his card.  But the wall must go up, one way or another.   It certainly keeps you humble.