To The Daily Sun,
This is a response to the insensitive, inhumane, entitled letter of A. Moon, dated Jan. 16:
Driving is a privilege. In the State of N.H., one must be licensed and follow the laws governing the operation of vehicles, as defined by the states driver's manual. There is no mention of skunks, squirrels, cats, possum or bull moose or any other animal in
the state's driver's manual, because they are ... animals.
Part 18 of the State of NH driver's manual, page 92 – 100, addresses the topic of sharing the road with a variety of motorists and pedestrians, the human kind, your friends, family, co- workers, community members. Like it or not, walkers, joggers, bicyclists, motor vehicle operators, we all have the privilege and responsibility to share the road.
The letter makes reference to a tragic accident that took place one morning some years ago when a jogger wearing headphones was killed on North Main St. by a driver on his way to work. It states that the driver suffered from distress for a long time after that but no charges were filed because the jogger had placed himself in harm's way by being in the middle of the road. A. Moon advises that if the reader happens to know one of these "critters" have them take a lesson from their "road kill" cousins.
This reference sounds like a distorted version of what happened to our beloved family member one morning many years ago. Marie had recently retired and moved back to Laconia to live with and care for her elderly mom. She was a 67-year-old woman who regularly walked the city streets before breakfast, never jogged, yet wore a jogging suit, the fashion of the time, listening to her inspirational tapes. In early September, while crossing North Main Strett, almost across, but not quite, she was struck and killed by a man on his way to work.
When found, Marie was not quite within the cross walk. The wrong place, the wrong time, the wrong choice, a tragic accident. Marie was a beloved daughter, sister, mother, mother in law, auntie, grandmom, great grandmom, and friend. She was no one's "road kill cousin". For anyone to callously refer to her as "road kill cousin" should give us all concern. No one deserves to be referred to in this way. Whether A. Moon's letter refers to our loved one, or another community member, we need to take heed of such ignorance.
I myself and a good friend drive part of the same route described in this letter for over 15 years now, between the 6 and 7 a.m. hour. NEVER have either of us witnessed a jogger down the middle of the road. Were we sometimes inconvenienced by having to share the road? Yes. So what. We slow down. We practice patience. We accept life on life's terms. We all learn in the state driver's manual that sharing the road is an important part of the experience.
What A. Moon describes in his letter to the editor is a tragic accident with significantly painful consequences for many people. To trivialize, blame, and then imply threats through ownership of a big truck is most definitively not a reason for us to "sleep in until spring".
Quite the contrary, in Marie's memory I suggest we all increase our practice of loving kindness and the golden rule of treating others the way we want to be treated, immediately. Winter, spring, summer, fall ... especially when it comes to sharing the road!
Henry & Patricia Weatherbee