So, I was dropping off meals for my parents;
Mom was in the phone relating a story from when I I was a kid. The short version is we had gone into a ditch while traveling cross country. It was icy. We were going slow enough for the average conditions but for whatever reason, they weren’t salting ~1000ft of highway- we saw the city plows getting on at the same exit the county plows were getting off, leaving a gap.
In any case, my mom related the story as if the tow truck that came out was some kind of miracle, and just happened to be going by, etc.
No. We had a cell phone and AAA roadside. Dad called for service.
