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Worried To Get Home

What a day for me! driving back home - from New Haven, Connecticut snow started to fall with all those big lories towering the cars caution has to be done. Traffic snarled the road both I-95 and 278 West. heading for Staten Island t’was a turtle-like flow. I couldn’t believe the road that it took me six hours to get home that night; while driving up the hill there’s difficulty at hand. Oh, what a day for me! I almost lost my focus so worried about myself, time and safety so far. Seeing some vehicles stranded, passing them on the road I felt that if it were me how I would make it would depend on those who’d help me on the way – like a Good Samaritan, indeed.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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