I have recently been thinking about different short and interesting stories of my life they don't fit anywhere special but they are interesting to me and I wanted to start sharing them. Here is my first one.
One Sunday night, while I was driving back to Miami, Florida after attending a singles conference in the middle of the state. This was about 1983 or so. I forget what road I was driving on but it was a two-lane road down the middle of the state by the Everglades. I had two friends in the car but they were sleeping.
I suddenly saw the alligator laying in the middle of the road, across both lanes of traffic. He was a big one and his head was in my lane. I was also traveling a little above the speed limit. So, I quickly decided to go over his tail in the other lane. Luckily there was no oncoming traffic. I want to avoid hitting his head with all those teeth and I wanted to go over the thinnest part of the gator. Mostly, I didn't want any flat tires.
My friends woke up when I drove over the tail, and the bump, bump woke them. I didn't stop I kept driving, I didn't want to find out how mad, hurt or anything else about that gator.
I was very lucky and I didn't have any damage to my car or tires just a little acceleration in my heart rate and a story to share.
This was before cell phone and if I had suffered any damage to my car I would have been stuck there until another car came along. And who knows how long that would have taken. Yup, I was lucky.
Picture is of me holding a baby gator many years later.
