A special thanks to our protectors
I am unfortunately better at writing critical complaining letters when I feel it’s warranted — not too good at positive letters.
After a day of shopping in Salisbury on Thursday, I was heading home on Route 50 east approximately 4:30 p.m. at a fairly heavy traffic time. I was in the left lane, anticipating the Selbyville turn at Junction 610. All of a sudden, it sounded like the rear end of my car was dragging on the road! I managed to get over to the shoulder in between 60-70 mph, traffic zooming by (not easy, plus the steering was somewhat hampered.)
Cautiously opening the door, the exhaust hanger/muffler? (a very large, heavy metal piece) was dragging under the car. Panicking, I called “911,” who directed me to the Maryland State Police when they realized I was not hurt.
I explained the situation to them, and within 10-15 minutes a very nice, polite trooper came to the car window. He explained that he didn’t have the tools to disengage the piece, but he would see what he could do. The next thing I knew, he was lying on the shoulder under my car, duct-taping the piece back together so I could continue my drive home to Bethany — which I did at about 20 miles an hour, but I made it.
I wish I had asked him his name (although my nerves were shaken enough at that point — I don’t think I would have remembered it), but he certainly went above and beyond the call of duty.
It was a harrowing experience for me personally, but one that renewed my faith in my fellow man. Thank you God and thank you one of many unsung heroes who do countless acts of kindness all in a day’s work. It’s nice to know you’re out there.