April 23, 2011

sheltered or smashed

dear the holiday car crash diary,

my cousin ginger, (yes, she had red hair and yes, that was mean but she was college age in the mid 70's so i doubt if they thought about it much back then since south park wasn't invented yet) was driving home on spring break in a 1971 vw bug her sophomore year at college and a semi truck hit her head on and was killed instantly. omg my whole family went into total shock. her mom, aunt sissy, fucking she went to the loony farm not to long after that. uncle sonny owned a restaurant in waco, (of all places) and divorced sissy and married some indiana woman my dad didn't know. these were some of the strangest people in my family and after the death of ginger (the only one who had a chance in that family) they only got weirder. after that, my mom wouldn't let me want a vw bug or a beetle. i couldn't even watch herbie the love bug when it came on tv- she'd turn it- and i know that's why. we didn't play slugbug or nothin on the way to grandma's anymore- everything changed. i had the chance to buy one myself a few years ago and declined- i thought of ginger. she'd be old now- if that semi hadn't smashed into her all those years ago- or if she'd been driving a real car. oh and that herbie movie- i watched it finally- and it really wasn't shit either.