It's Friday afternoon before a long weekend. Everyone is in a hurry to get away. Luckily one mom of a kindergartner had taken the time to cross the street and talk with another mom. As her son ran toward her, instead of crossing the street, a car blew through both the stop sign on the corner and my stop arm. Had he not seen his mom, he would have been hit. Two days in a row in the same neighborhood at the same intersection. People blame high school drivers, but so far I have only had adults run my stop arm.
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