My Car Wreck

  It was April 1967 I was on my way to see the recruiter and get my report date for active duty. I was approaching the intersection of Hwy 80 and Highway 111 when The car died I looked down and turned the key to start it again and when I looked up the light was red and a pickup had started across the intersection.  The car had re stared so I was under power, and I hit the brakes but too late, my left front met his right front and *Crunch*. We got out of the cars and checked, we were both uninjured, and we exchanged insurance info, before CHP arrived. His truck was drivable and after the officer finished, he went on his way. My car, actually my Dad's car" on the other hand was not.  I had the CHP push me off the road and I called my cousin to help me.  We used a Farmall tractor to tow the car  back to the house and park it behind the fence. I knew my dad was going to be really mad so I called my sister Pat to come get me. She took me on to the recruiters office and then to her house in Brawley, and we waited until time for dad to get home and called and told him what happened. He was pissed but we knew he would calm down by the time we got back to Holtville lol.
  The car was totaled and dad wound up buying a pink  1953 Cadillac from my Uncle Andrew to have transportation. This was the last incident to happen before leaving Holtville for the US Navy so this string of blogs is at an end. My memories from birth until I joined the US Navy in June 1967

Those were the best days America had to offer. No locked doors, we kids could run all over town, lots of friends homes to visit, people had good times without drugs families picnicked and did things together. Kids could pop up a lemonade stand on a hot summer after noon everything was cooler back then