Here in Sheridan, Wyoming, we have two seasons: winter and construction. This year, it’s not so bad, but in past summers, I wished I could teleport or use the Starship Enterprise’s transporter to get from one place to another because the city was doing several major street reconstruction projects at once which made getting around almost impossible, even on foot.
During one such summer, a funny thing happened. Here I was with my limited vision, worried about stepping in wet concrete or wandering into the path of an oncoming bulldozer, when an article in the local paper inspired the following from That’s Life: New and Selected Poems to be released at the end of August. This was also published in How to Build a Better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver.
On an Adventure with Her Grandkids
She drove into a mound
of freshly poured concrete surrounded by orange cones,
was cited by police for not following signage.
Her insurance company will be billed.
The blind aren’t the only ones who blunder.
How often does your town do street reconstruction projects? Are they done one at a time or several at once? Have you or someone else had an interesting experience as a result?