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double dinkie day disaster

Leslie(nova scotia)

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From the land of the Bluenose.....another sunny, muggy day that was just made for swishing so after watching a rebroadcast of my interview on CBC it was out the door without a backward glance at the unmade bed and stack of dirty dishes on the counter which I'd have to take care of before the "boss" saw it and docked me a days allowance. Was in a bit of pain having been knocked off the mound twice the previous night by line drives and my chest and shin were sporting a pair of nice purple and orange "war wounds." They say the third times a charm and the next shot back at the mound bent my index finger which is now swollen in the "you are number one" position.

Undaunted by these minor injuries I was determined to have a peaceful swish as it had been a hectic pass few days with ball, umping, French Dave's visit (left me some nice scallops and deer steak) and taking newbie Rocking Rudy out for a dig so that he could get some help with his new Garrett GTA 1500 and learn a few tricks of the hobby in general. Hit a beach that is one of those once a year places and usually a good producer. With the weather being like it was the beach had an infestation of vertically challenged individuals playing under the watchful eyes of their respective charges. Fielded a few of the usual questions, put on my headphones and played dumb which I sadly realized later was not far from the truth. Coins, earings and kid rings appeared in my sieve as well as my favourite finds...two dinkies in a rather battered shape. With my pocket full of this and that I approached the life guard station and left her all the dangerous recoveries to dispose of and headed to my car.

With Goquikski a purring I took the scenic route home and got my first ever glance at a candy red Ferrari..............ummmm wondered how much clad that bouy had dug to afford that beauty? Shortly therafter this magnificant machine exited onto a side road and then it happened................Goquikski died right in the middle of the road and it took all my strength to move her to the curb. Exhausted from this effort all I could do was laugh and wonder how in the halibut I was going to get home to my housework and to work. Knowing nothing about cars (mechanically challenged) I opened the hood and did the only thing I knew which is how to check the oil which was topped up. Started walking back to a garage that I had passed and must have looked pretty pathetic in my wet attire and water shoes for a gentleman had seen my car on the lonely stretch and asked if I needed a lift to the garage which I accepted. Once there I phoned Marie who was just a tad upset as a week ago we had just had a new starter and fan belt installed. Then she lowered the boom asking the $64,000 question; "Is there any gas in the car?" No way I said as the needle was just above the "E" for enough. Couldn't be as simple as that as my luck is just not that good.

Borrowing a jerry can which I filled with my last $8 I began the journey back to my ill vehicle. Not a 100 meters from the garage a vehicle stopped and asked if I needed a lift to where I was going....obvious that I was going to a car that may have run out of petrol. Must say that Bluenosers are certainly a caring lot for their neighbours. Back at my car I poured in the gas while saying a silent prayer with the moment of truth arriving. One last prayer and I tried to start her with Goquikski immediately coming to life. Son of a seahorse my prayer had been answered! At that very moment Forest Gump would have looked like a rocket scientist next to me...da.

Drove back to the station and returned the gas can and called Marie giving her the good news which cheered up her mood considerably; at least till she got home and saw the disarray of our abode. That cost me big time when I finally strolled through the door...breakfast in bed Sunday. Lord love a duck ...just once I'd like to go a swishing with nothing happening except a few peaceful finds.


 
I wouldn't expect anyone to stop in this country since everyone is so tied up in their own lives they can't be bothered to help someone else.

I felt the pain as you described the line drives and especially the injured finger. I love your story telling abilities Leslie and even your attitude about things. Great example. Congrats on your coins, rings and things finds. Sounds like you did pretty good and even got to do some hunting with others so that is good too - especially teaching the 'new guy' some pointers. Now you can teach him another pointer - double check the petrol gauge :lol: before heading out.
Prayers your way for quick healing of those injuries. Also prayers for you that Marie doesn't 'rub it in' too much about the running out of gas. I could tell you a funny story but it is too long but I've 'been there and done that' even afte putting my faith in God then not doing my half of the 'agreement' between God and I. He really does have a sense of humor.
 
home from church one night and I pulled off I255 at the Lady of the Snows exit. Car wouldn't go any farther, so I pulled along side the highway by the exit and was waiting for help, while praying, but realized that by the time anyone saw I had a problem it would be too late for them to stop! So, I got out my car and stood by the open door with the light on in the car and lo and behold a lady saw me and turned around as soon as she could and pulled up behind me (I was praying Lord keep me safe and don't let anyone stop who would do me harm) and then another lady saw us and drove up beside us and asked if she could help, but the first lady took me to the nearest QT that had road service. They said they wouldn't be able to change my tire until about an hour or two. Well, wouldn't you know (God is so Good) the guy took me to my car as soon as he was back from his job and didn't go to the other jobs he was supposed to do and put on my spare...which was low on air... and after paying by credit card I went to the nearest turn-off to find an air hose to pump up my tire. Well, it happened to be Centreville, IL a not so nice place to be especially after dark. The other tire was ruined!!

I tried one service station, but they couldn't help and directed me to another place which was closed and very spooky. I knew I shouldn't be there as a white woman in a black neighborhood, so drove on and found a QT or another self-service place. Their air hose didn't work and while I was about to leave, a nice black man told me I could find one at a closed service station that I had passed. All I had to do was drive around to the back, which was lighted, and the sign said, Help yourself and I said, I will and did! :)

After putting air in my tire, I found the nearest exit to get back on I255 and head back towards MO. I got home about midnight and after talking to my pastor's wife, who I had tried to call but weren't home from taking some of the church people home, I went to bed! I Praise God for His mercy and for His helping me in a dire time of need! Thank You, Jesus! I love You!! There are good people out there to help with God's guidance by answering prayer!

God Bless!
Betty
 
but foolish on my part to take the wrong exit from what I was told! I'm not familiar with IL and can get lost easily, especially at night, as I have night blindness and now seems I have day blindness....hard for me to see, PERIOD!!

God Bless!
Betty
 
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