Here are some humorous quotes from traffic accident reports and insurance forms as sent in by JOHN POWK: "Coming home, I drove into the wrong house and collided with a tree I didn't have." "I pulled away from the side of the road,glanced mother-in-law and headed over the embankment."
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"The pedestrian had no idea what direction to go, so I ran over him." "I was sure the old fellow would never make it to the other side of the road when I struck him." "I was thrown from my car as it left the road. I was later found in a ditch by some stray cows." "The indirect cause of this accident was a little guy in a small car with a big mouth." ********
LARRY HECKER, who is currently Vice President of WICAT Systems in Rowayton, CT.says that life is still the same up there. He is keeping busy trying to keep off the streets and make a buck. He sent in the following which he says he has had pasted on the wall and thinks it says alot: YOUTH Youth (as well as age) is not a time of life but in reality a state of mind. It is the freshness of the deep wells of life from which years cannot stop the flow. Youth means an aggressive dominance of courage over timidity, the appetite for daring and adventure as opposed to the love of security and ease. These qualities often exist in a youth of sixty more than a youth of twenty. No one grows old merely by living a given number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals, our hopes, our dreams; by sidestepping new challenges. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to abandon the enthusiasm for life wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-doubt, hopelessness bows the heart and turns the spirit to dust. Whether sixty or sixteen there should be in every heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing childlike curiosity of "what's next" and the thrill of the game of life. So long as your heart receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer and courage, you are young. When your spirit is covered with the snows of cynicism, the ice of pessimism, the blackness of gloom and the dust of idleness, then you have grown old-even at twenty. But as long as your heart is open to respond to the sheer joy of living each day as a challenge, accepting both fortune and misfortune arising from each day then you may die young-at eighty. 30