Dorothy was cutting my hair last night.
Lizzie was afraid she would be next so she was trying to hide behind the sofa cushions. In the middle of the haircut I was paged out to a motor vehicle accident two miles west on the highway. I and two other volunteer fireman responded and started traffic control while we waited for the law enforcement and ambulance to arrive. The accident happened on a curve so two of us directed traffic with the use of radios keeping the highway clear using one lane. I got back after nine o'clock and sat down while Dorothy resumed the hair cut.
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I cut Dave's hair, but I'm not happŷ doing it---just good at it. If he were to up and leave---even for such a good reason as being a volunteer firefighter, he,d come back to find my scissors gone, me asleep, and him half-sheared.
Did anyone notice your new 'doo while you were at the accident scene?
After I had been on the scene for awhile it occurred to me that I might look a little odd. I mentioned this to Dorothy when I got home and she assured me that she never allow me to respond to an emergency if I didn't look presentable.
Obviously you got your priorities straight, Wally. Was everybody OK in the acciddent. Did Lizzie get a haircut, too?
The young girl driving the car had been drinking and let her right side tires go off the payment and when she steered back onto the pavement she over-corrected and slammed into an embankment on the other side of the road. She had laceration on one leg and was taken to the hospital. I don't think the injuries were life threatening. No, Lizzie didn't get her hair cut, but her time is approaching.
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