Here's a story
Of a car name Gregory
Who has no fender of his own!!
....you should know..our car's name is Gregory
....you should also know it wasn't my fault
That's right! I got in my first car accident! Details to come.
What a rough week it has been. Monday we didn't have dinner, so the Clarines came over and took us out! It was sure nice to see them again!
Tuesday we had Zone Conference over in Westminster. It was good to be back again. It was great to see so many people and to catch up with them! It was really good and I learned a lot. But it also showed me a lot of things that I need to be doing better on. At the end, all of the missionaries who are departing in the next two transfers bear their testimonies. It was hard to see so many people that I know get up there. I will definitely miss them. It took quite a while to get back home. We drove to a lesson with a member and then as we were heading back, that is when the accident happened. We were driving straight up a road and the light we were approaching was already green so we kept going. All the sudden a car whipped out in front of us turning left. I slammed on the brakes and the horn and tried to swerve but it was too late. Our front right side hit him right where the two doors meet and slid down all the way to his back tire. When we stopped moving we just looked at each other. Sister Hall was pretty shaken up and started crying. I was worried she was hurt, but she assured me she was fine. (Don't worry mom, we are both absolutely fine :) ) We drove our car to a gas station right on the corner (it was a big and crazy intersection so we had to move. Later I found out it is actually a law in Colorado that if you can move your car, you need to.) Sister Hall was still crying, apparently this was her first accident. Unfortunately, we didn't have our phone on us (unbeknownst to us, it was actually under my seat, not at home like we thought) so I was slightly freaking out because I didn't know how to get a hold of the vehicle coordinator. We got out of the car and hear: "Dude! you hit the sister missionaries!!" Apparently the guy we hit is a less active and the coworker he was following is an active member. They let us use their phones, so we called the elders and asked them to come because they would have the numbers of the people we needed to call. Then we called our member to tell them we would be home late. Well she wasn't home, but her daughter was. The daughter called the mom who called the bishop and relief society president. Then the daughter and her friend came down, the relief society president and her daughter, and the bishop and his wife. By the time the elders get there, we had a full blown party. Oh and don't forget the cops, they showed up too. The damage to our car: front right fender gone, headlight damaged, windshield fluid container broken, tire well broken, hood slightly bent, frame around the front either gone or bent. Damage to his car: leaking brake fluid, possibly a brake in the back axle, both doors don't open, back tire at a 45 degree angle. We were definitely on the better end. I felt so bad for this poor guy. It was his first day in Colorado for a summer job. Apparently in Texas, they don't have plain green lights to yield on a left hand turn so he thought he had the right of way and just went. I also assume he was just following his coworker and didn't even realize what was happening. He was telling the cop how we doesn't have money to pay for it. But he did have insurance. So I guess he meant the rise in insurance? I don't know. But we tried to do all we could to help him. He still had all of his clothes and boxes in his car, so we transferred them to his coworkers car. The active member had zip ties, so they used a chain of them to pull the tire well off of our tire so we could drive home. The other driver was cited with the ticket. When we finally got everything situated, we got back to the house and our member's daughter got us frosties. We sat and talked with them for a while then went downstairs to try and sleep. Sister Hall was still shaken up and would be for the next few days, poor girl. Thankfully it didn't bother me too much except for trying to figure out how we would get to all of our appointments.
Unfortunately, I don't have much time to talk about the rest of our week. But that is okay because it was filled with a lot of cancelled appointments, mean people, and grease spots on our skirts. Yes, we did do some biking. It wasn't too bad. Thankfully we got those to-the-knee spandex before I left. The members have been helping out a lot and giving us rides. The APs finally got back to us last night and said they have a car they are taking from someone else to give to us. Because our area touches all four edges of the stake (north south east and west) it is inoperable without a car. Who knows how long it will be until we get Gregory back. I won't be on Monday next week due to Memorial day so I will talk to you on Tuesday. I love you all and have a wonderful week! Let your light shine!!
Love, Sister Grossman