Christmas for us was different in several ways this year. There are the obvious ways in which it was different -- we ar
e in Arizona so it wasn't cold and we are away from all of our family on both sides. Then there is the not so obvious way -- the car that crashed into our backyard. On Christmas, at 11:30 pm, a car crashed through the cinder block wall that serves as our back fence. Trent was at work at the time, and the kids were in bed, of course. I was on the computer when I heard a crash and then something flew through window just to the side of computer. Not knowing what it was and being thoroughly frightened, I grabbed the phone and ran in Brooke's room. I called 911 and told them what happened. They said they were getting reports that a car had crashed
into the wall. So the police came and discovered that a car had indeed crashed into the wall, and it was a piece of the wall that flew through our window. (In the picture, you can faintly see glass right below the window although it was spread out more than that. The pieces of the wall that broke the window are in the lower right by the couch pillows.) The front of the car was completely smashed in and the driver's side of it was lodged against a street light, causing the light to lean at an angle. Because of the light, the car wasn't removed for several hours as the power company had to come remove the light first. The driver of the car (I am assuming he was intoxicated) actually fled but was found shortly after. I am just really grateful that the car didn't go into our yard any further; that part of the wall is only about ten feet from the window that was broken and I was sitting only a few feet beyond that (in the first photo, the wall of the house is just beyond the right edge of the picture so you can see how close the cinder block wall is to the house). So until the damage is repaired, we now have a hole in our window and a hole in the back wall of
our yard. The hole in the wall is particularly vexing because we can't let the kids go out back without us, and now anyone has easy access to our backyard (which is up against a fairly busy road). So, needless to say, this wasn't the best Christmas surprise.
e in Arizona so it wasn't cold and we are away from all of our family on both sides. Then there is the not so obvious way -- the car that crashed into our backyard. On Christmas, at 11:30 pm, a car crashed through the cinder block wall that serves as our back fence. Trent was at work at the time, and the kids were in bed, of course. I was on the computer when I heard a crash and then something flew through window just to the side of computer. Not knowing what it was and being thoroughly frightened, I grabbed the phone and ran in Brooke's room. I called 911 and told them what happened. They said they were getting reports that a car had crashed
into the wall. So the police came and discovered that a car had indeed crashed into the wall, and it was a piece of the wall that flew through our window. (In the picture, you can faintly see glass right below the window although it was spread out more than that. The pieces of the wall that broke the window are in the lower right by the couch pillows.) The front of the car was completely smashed in and the driver's side of it was lodged against a street light, causing the light to lean at an angle. Because of the light, the car wasn't removed for several hours as the power company had to come remove the light first. The driver of the car (I am assuming he was intoxicated) actually fled but was found shortly after. I am just really grateful that the car didn't go into our yard any further; that part of the wall is only about ten feet from the window that was broken and I was sitting only a few feet beyond that (in the first photo, the wall of the house is just beyond the right edge of the picture so you can see how close the cinder block wall is to the house). So until the damage is repaired, we now have a hole in our window and a hole in the back wall of
our yard. The hole in the wall is particularly vexing because we can't let the kids go out back without us, and now anyone has easy access to our backyard (which is up against a fairly busy road). So, needless to say, this wasn't the best Christmas surprise.
1 comment:
oh my gosh wow, that is terrible! I hope the people you are renting from get the window fixed asap and the back yard. That is just a very crazy end to Christmas day!
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