My May 26th letter to the Sheriff was responded to. I am thankful.
Have a bit of running to do today.
Hope your day is awesome
Oh, and I wanted to remind you… Every Friday of the year is meatless unless you substitute a different sacrifice. However, no substitutions can be done during Lent. Also one must fast at least 1 hr before every Mass you attend. Some have forgotten this, others have been taught wrong, and some who teach are teaching wrong.
Independence Day… 4th of July… just remember “freedom” isn’t free Someone died that you might be able to say the things you say and do the things you do
The new to me refrigerator is a Maytag two-door, drawer freezer and I love it. This appliance retails for $2,000.00. My cost at the Habitat for Humanity Re-Store was $300.00 with the added; keep your receipt in case this doesn’t work so you can bring it back. It works so far. I’ve downloaded the owner’s manual, ordered the water filter, and waited the desired 24 hrs for it to cool down and make ice. May it last for as long as the previous one… 20 yrs.
Have an awesome 4th
Know you are prayed for
Hit and Run accident update: Deputy Hein, Monroe County Sheriff’s response to my email regarding when the hit and run accident (6-19-2023) report will be ready for my insurance company. 7/3/2023 1449 hrs from 6084876028 Ma’am Due to large amount of time ( I reported it to the SO right after it happened) between the original crash, neither yourself or the striking vehicle remaining on the scene (it was a hit and run, no officer was close to being able to chase the striking vehicle I left the scene and followed it), and the discrepancies in the description of the possible striking suspect vehicle (I reported small, black, SUV type vehicle which was later found in the town where I had followed it to and it was a small SUV type vehicle with front end damage likely to have been caused by the type of accident I had reported), I will be unable to file an accurate crash report.
This officer NEVER came to look at my car, NEVER initiated a phone or in-person conversation with me. NEVER went to the scene of the accident, NEVER went and spoke to the owner of the striking vehicle (although I got a very good look at the driver and am confident I could make an identification). This is not good police work. He would not have EVER contacted me on his own and only sent this text ( if he even sent it, I am quite certain it was sent by a dispatcher) because I have been bugging him.
Because I am who I am I did a bit of research…
****If you are involved in a crash or collision anywhere in Wisconsin, you are required to take 4 actions 1. Provide all involved individuals with your name, address, and other contact information. 2. Provide your vehicle’s registration number and insurance. 3. Show your driver’s license to other involved parties. 4. Report the accident to the police
According to Wisconsin Statute
346.0912The operator of a vehicle shall not drive on the left side of the center of a roadway on any portion thereof which has been designated a no-passing zone, either by signs or by a yellow unbroken line on the pavement on the right-hand side of and adjacent to the center line of the roadway. 346.09(4)(4) Other provisions of this section notwithstanding, the operator of a vehicle may not overtake and pass on the left any other vehicle which, by means of signals as required by s. 346.34 (1), indicates its intention to make a left turn or U-turn. 346.67 Fleeing the scene of an accident is a crime in Wisconsin that can result in jail time, a fine, and a civil lawsuit1. According to Wisconsin statute section 346.67, anyone who is involved in an accident that causes property damage, injury, or death must stop their vehicle near the scene and remain there until they fulfill their legal duties
You are guilty of a misdemeanor if you leave the scene of an accident involving property damage alone. For a first violation, the penalty is a maximum fine of $1000 and a maximum sentence of six months. If the victim suffers minor injuries, the penalty escalates up to 9 months in jail and a maximum fine of $10000.
Duties of the law enforcement officer…
Sheriff’s deputies are responsible for investigating and disposing of car accidents, disabled vehicles, debris, and other impediments to the free flow of traffic. They are often the first responders at the scene of an accident (or obstruction), and in turn summon paramedics, firefighters, tow truck drivers, etc. Looks like Monroe Co needs to retrain this deputy.
Somehow, we must figure out a way to be “family” again.
Somehow, we must figure out a way to change family responsibilities (chores) into joyful, happy, willing moments.
None of us look forward to scrubbing toilets. Some of us dread the chore, others totally ignore it.
Somehow, we must figure out a way to make it an “act of love.”
We do dishes not for ourselves personally but for the person who will eat from it next.
We do laundry not because it is our duty but so the person who wears it next looks their best.
We clean house not for ourselves but for those who live there with us or those who come to visit. So they are comfortable.
Every responsibility is done not for ourselves but for others. Their comfort, their peace. Their joy.
Somehow, we must change our minds/hearts from drudgery to willing.
May I suggest we begin with if, on your path today, you see something that needs doing… simply do it. No fuss, no bother, no recognition. Do it for the joy someone will have when they realize it has already been done.
Really looking forward to the movie “Sound of Freedom” on the 3rd. Not a clue how many will see it, but I am hoping many. Sex trafficking children has been swept under the rug. Our children are sexualized on a daily basis by children’s clothing and groomers. Parents encourage by allowing children to wear provocative clothing. We have a crisis in this country that no one wants to acknowledge. This movie will be painful and sickening to watch, but it is so needed for us to watch to feel sickened so that our eyes are opened to what the real agenda is.
The world is losing faith in God. We have been systematically brain washed into looking the other way, into keeping ourselves too busy, into letting ourselves believe we are giving our children more than we had when in fact we have given them way less of our time, our attention, our thoughts, our faith…we have allowed them to becomes the generation that is complained about in the work force.
We have allowed television, movie stars, athletes, and schools to raise our children. We abdicated our parental authority to whomever talked a good line. We have failed to pass on the faith because that faith didn’t allow something that we wanted to do or made us feel guilty and uncomfortable or hurt our feelings.
All humans were created to long for God. We all have that “something is missing” feeling. That “hole” we keep dumping stuff into. That “missing piece” is only filled by God. Yet we continue to resist because God’s demand for total surrender is too hard, too painful, not fun, and doesn’t make me the most important.
I am as guilty as you are in this area. Pray for me in this regard.
Something about mornings, perhaps it’s something about new beginnings that appeals to me.
Windchimes tinkel in the breeze. Limbs sway, leaves flutter, grass rustles, and pond water laps the shoreline in harmony with the wind.
No traffic sounds, or artificial light, marring the morning. Sunbeams glow just below the horizon, giving promise of the day to come.
Wildlife wanders out of hiding to begin their daily search for sustenance. Perhaps sustenance is what I, too, search for at this hour of day.
Rain came last evening, gray skies lend one to think more may come. Thanksgiving for the much needed moisture is given. Thankfulness for the cooling breeze is offered. All to the creator of this beautiful world.
I do believe we have found the car, now have a plate to turn over to the SO. If I could just see the driver I would know for sure. But the car is like the one who hit me and the damage on it matches up to mine…
Not the accident or passing on a double yellow while a vehicle is turning left.
It is the look at me in my face as I get out of the car and then you rabbit
My guess you were texting and looked up at the last second slammed on your breaks when you then realized I was turning left.
There should be a special place for people like you.
I will find your car and you.
I have contacted the sheriff’s office although they won’t get much accomplished.
I, on the other hand, am an over 65-year-old lady whose mint condition 1989 cadillac sedan deville has been destroyed and now is not considered mint.
I’m amazed at the blatant disregard given the 4th amendment these days.
I am also agast at cell phone videographers thinking they can video tape and post on social media WITHOUT THE CONSENT of the person they videotaped.
Slowly but surely, we are giving up our constitutional rights. Sometimes without a thought. Other times wondering, but then, being badgered into following the crowd. Sometimes forced into it by our employers or businesses that seem to think they can dictate our health decisions.
I see young people giving no thought to their rights because “everyone” does or doesn’t do that. Their fear of being different appears to be overwhelming for them.
Good came from the shut/lock downs. It appears to have opened the eyes of many and the vocal chords of many more. This is a good thing… no more cattle or sheep falling into line without a thought.
Now we need to get a handle on the use of AI technology and get guidelines/rules set up.
The girl came this week to run the garage sale. I am no good to her, but she is doing great on her own.
The chimney is down, the roof is patched, and re shingled in that area. No sense fooling ourselves. A steel roof isn’t in the budget right now. Many thanks to our friend Henry and to the boy for doing this. The man at 72 can not tackle this one himself.
Reality bites a bit these days. The minds are young, and the bodies grow old. The strength that once was diminished. Time is not our friend these days. Napping seems to come daily now. Doesn’t take much to convince ourselves to take one.
We need to find a new shed. A larger one split into two rooms with separate entrances. One side for the garden, the other for a library/office area. The copy jobs are more frequent and larger. More space is needed for layout and assembly. Also, for family history research items. Where did this all come from?
So far, no interest from family members has been shown to take over the history things. Not everyone has an interest in searching and compiling. This is okay. I just need to have it in order when the interest comes.
Nuff of the rambling. Time to get things done before life passes us by.
tree leaves sparkle in the streetlamp pavement wet from rain sunrise obscured by rain clouds cool breeze relief from oppressive heat streetlamps dousing themselves in morning light old glory flutters on the breeze parched ground sucking down water mourning dove coos arrival of dawn rain drip drip drips off the eves white rose blossoms turn brown hibiscus blossom opens rabbit nibbles such is the nature of spring
Thoughts jumble and crowd my mind this morning. I’ve been pondering the words spoken last evening. Dueling with myself… respond… be silent… respond… be silent. Life has changed over the past few years. The definition of “I love this place.” isn’t the same. Today, it is just words spoken in order to convince. There doesn’t appear to be action in those words. If one looked, really looked, they would see empty platitudes given to those hanging on in hopes of seeing and experiencing this love of yours you speak of. Instead, one mimeographed letter addressed to the whole no phone calls, no emails, no visits, no returned anything you ghosted. Definitely, no leadership/shepherding experiences were seen by me.
Hmmm, perhaps best left right here where one knows it won’t be noticed.
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