Small Town Life

I was rushing off to work today.... always running late because I am definitely not a early AM person.  I am a 9 to 5 person trapped in a 7 to 3 world!  (sigh)  Anyway,  I navigated thru the side roads and made it to a main street, and after waiting a lifetime at the Big Intersection (the one with the traffic light, TWO gas stations and the diner!) I made it about 3 blocks, and then... wirrrr  wirrrr  wirrr eeee ahhhh  eeeee  ahhh  (imitate siren noises here)  I saw flashing lights and an ambulance heading towards me.  Everyone on the road, about 6 cars, immediately pulled to the right and stopped.  I'm not sure why, but I was so touched by the immediate response gene that kicked in with my townies....  we'll (hopefully) never know who was in the ambulance, or what happened to them, but everyone wanted to do the right thing, and give them a fighting chance to get to the local hospital quickly and in one piece. 

I hated living in a small town growing up,  I wanted out in the worst way  (and LOL that's how I got out).  I came back to a town one town over from where I grew up, settled in, and have been very happy here.  I do the usual stuff, attend an occasional town meeting, join a night school class or two,  run into people at the gym, etc.  It's not really a small town, just a not big town, and definitely NOT a city.  I have neighbors I wave to, and friends I go out with, and a library that can get me any book from anywhere.  Now.....  if only they had more guys my age looking for ME!!! 

Back to the drive this morning.  It left me with a really good feeling about the people here.  They try to be good neighbors, good citizens, and so on.  YAY TOWNIES!!!!