Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Roadside Vigil

I drive past Dudley Road in Framingham, MA every day at least once, most times twice. Today I noticed that attached to one fo the tall electrical poles were a number of flower bouquets, poster boards, and photos. I didn't take the time to stop and look (which for some odd reason, I regret), but I know from experience that the roadside vigil indicates something grim. Clearly, a life, or lives were tragically lost and lives of loved ones were forever changed.

I couldn't help but think about this all day long. Who was responsible for the crash? Were they drinking? Doing drugs? Sleepy? Chatting on the cell phone? How old were the people who died?

It made me so sad.

2 comments:

Lord Fondleberries said...

i still think it's great that you're blog has such an ubergay title. i also think it's great that it's baseball season: go sox.

regarding the road-side litter that comprises the flowers, and pictures, and who really fucking cares what trite momentos were stapled to the street lamp you pass possibly twice each day: don't feel badly. don't think of it. who cares. don't get me wrong, i liked curt cobain, too, but i'm certainly not opening a vein or a vigil because he decided to cut it short. fuck him. and fuck these ass fucks who think that nailing flowers to the metaphorical cross is going to bring back the kid they used to stuff into lockers, but now feel badly about that because he's dead, and make it all better and relieve them of the therapy and/or prison sentence they likely should have.

hugs and mittens,

lord f

Chris said...

Dear Lord,
Thanks a bunch for your feedback on the "ubergayness" of my blog title.

As for the rest of your comment, while it's possible that some or all of what you say may be right - the whole thing is sad.