I admit that I had been drinking a little, but I was certainly not drunk when I wrecked that dirt bike. The guy who darted in front of me was a different story, and I sort of wish that I had hit him. It probably would have hurt him a lot less than when he wrecked the bike about five minutes later. I did not come out nearly so bad as he did. I took some aspirins, or actually alleve and then a few days later I found a Huntington chiropractor to work on my back.
We were planting flower bulbs as a volunteer project working to beautify one of those large traffic lane separators at an intersection. It was in sore need of renovation as it has overgrown with weeds. We pulled all the weeds and dug up the couple of small trees that were growing there. We replanted the whole thing. It was a lot of work stripping it done to bare soil and making tiered planting beds. We got it done in a day, but I had to call my chiropractor in SF the next day. I hurt my back unloading a truckload of mulch by myself. I was really working the shovel as the bed of the truck did not tilt.