Food & Drink

How does it feel to be a dope?

Dean Mullis
Dean Mullis JEFF SINER --

Last Saturday afternoon, after market, I was going to go plant some tree seeds in my new swale – Mimosa, black locust and sea buckthorn/seaberry. Ellie had a friend come over and they had gone to the local corn maze. Her friend had parked her car in front of the house... I loaded up our two dogs into the back of my truck, backed out of the driveway like I always do, dout-de-do, and slammed into Ellie’s friend’s car. Crap!!!

It did minor damage to her right rear quarter panel and knocked off the lens cover of the right rear lights, but I totally V’ed my tailgate to the point it is now useless.

Ellie’s friend has not had her license that long and the first accident she is involved in, she is not even present for... It happened in our driveway. That is how it feels to be a dope.

Dean Mullis writes from Laughing Owl Farm in Richfield.