For some reason Richard decided he needed a new horn for his bicycle. I don't know what's wrong with the bell already attached to his handlebars which he uses every time he rides by a dog and its owner on their morning walk. The tinkling of the bell brings a smile to everyone's face, even the dog.
He found a horn on Amazon with four different sounds, police, fire, ambulance and something else equally as jarring to the eardrums. It also came with flashing lights and strict instructions to be used outdoors only. The minute it arrived in the mail, Richard rushed outside to attach it to his bike. The testing of the horn came shortly thereafter. I went to find my earplugs.
Each morning we ride our bikes for three or four miles. Yesterday when I rode ahead, Richard pulled up behind me blaring his siren.
"Pull over. I'm the citizen's patrol," he shouted.
I kept pedaling. "Who appointed you?"
"I'm self appointed to keep the peace around here." We live in a fifty five community. The only time we hear a siren is when the ambulance comes to take someone to the hospital or the morgue. We never know which it is until the house goes up for sale.
Today we were out riding and ran into some neighbors, Mike and Irene. They had just returned from their summer in the Poconos.
"Richard, what's been going on since we left?" Mike asked.
"That house sold for a good price. They got lucky. This one is ..."
"They did get lucky." Mike answered.
Richard rang the police siren. "Don't interrupt me. I'm the citizen's patrol."
Mike laughed. "Did you take your meds this morning, Richard?"
We continued to gossip for a few minutes longer before riding off down the street, stopping again when we ran into Carol, another neighbor. She regularly cruises up and down the sidewalks in her Hoveround. Richard rang the fire siren.
"You need one of these too." This time he rang the ambulance siren. "You can join me on the citizen's patrol."
"Oh no. I don't want that on my chair." Carol laughed. "I don't want to end up like that guy in Sanford."
"Guess you'll have to patrol by yourself, Richard. Carol has a point you know," I said.
He rang the unknown siren. We all put our fingers in our ears. Mike walked up behind him, put his hand on Richard's shoulder and asked again.
"Are you sure you took your meds this morning?"
"He doesn't take any." I rolled my eyes. "This is a normal day."
He found a horn on Amazon with four different sounds, police, fire, ambulance and something else equally as jarring to the eardrums. It also came with flashing lights and strict instructions to be used outdoors only. The minute it arrived in the mail, Richard rushed outside to attach it to his bike. The testing of the horn came shortly thereafter. I went to find my earplugs.
Each morning we ride our bikes for three or four miles. Yesterday when I rode ahead, Richard pulled up behind me blaring his siren.
"Pull over. I'm the citizen's patrol," he shouted.
I kept pedaling. "Who appointed you?"
"I'm self appointed to keep the peace around here." We live in a fifty five community. The only time we hear a siren is when the ambulance comes to take someone to the hospital or the morgue. We never know which it is until the house goes up for sale.
Today we were out riding and ran into some neighbors, Mike and Irene. They had just returned from their summer in the Poconos.
"Richard, what's been going on since we left?" Mike asked.
"That house sold for a good price. They got lucky. This one is ..."
"They did get lucky." Mike answered.
Richard rang the police siren. "Don't interrupt me. I'm the citizen's patrol."
Mike laughed. "Did you take your meds this morning, Richard?"
We continued to gossip for a few minutes longer before riding off down the street, stopping again when we ran into Carol, another neighbor. She regularly cruises up and down the sidewalks in her Hoveround. Richard rang the fire siren.
"You need one of these too." This time he rang the ambulance siren. "You can join me on the citizen's patrol."
"Oh no. I don't want that on my chair." Carol laughed. "I don't want to end up like that guy in Sanford."
"Guess you'll have to patrol by yourself, Richard. Carol has a point you know," I said.
He rang the unknown siren. We all put our fingers in our ears. Mike walked up behind him, put his hand on Richard's shoulder and asked again.
"Are you sure you took your meds this morning?"
"He doesn't take any." I rolled my eyes. "This is a normal day."
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