Zeldman
Touchdown! Greaser!
This morning around 0930 my wife was driving towards town to go shopping for clothes. (I learned long ago to not join her for clothes shopping)
As she got near the intersection where the road we live on turns onto Historical Rte 66, right next to the underpass where old Rte 66 goes under I-40, near where the grass doesn't get cut, she saw a person laying on the ground. She called me to tell me and I asked her if the person was moving. She said no. She sat there on the side of the road for another 10 minutes and saw no movement.
So I said wait, I'll come check it out. So I drive out, and sure enough there was someone laying in the tall grass, weeds actually. I watched for several minutes and no movement. I get out, climb over the guard rail, cross the road that is the beginning of the entrance for I-40 and at about 50 feet away I can see that the person is deceased.
I call the police and they ask me the same questions I asked my wife. I said no movement and the person appears deceased. The dispatcher told me that a passed out person may appear deceased. I just replied, ''Ok, I'll call back when the buzzards start landing then.''
The dispatcher said she will send a patrolman when one gets time. I said no hurry, this person is not going anywhere.
A state trooper was the first one on scene. I walked up to his window, keeping my hands visible and coming towards the front so he can keep an eye on me. He asked me where I saw the body. I told him we have to walk up the hill a little to see from this angle. We walked up to about 50 feet away and he saw the deceased.
So, the usual calls go out, ambulance, investigators, morgue, even the sheriff showed up with just about every police car in the county.
The state troopers round up the usual suspects, the wife and me. They ask the usual questions, gets our IDs and calls them in. After about an hour they are finished with us, satisfied that we did not have anything to do with this body being there.
The investigation did not take long. It appeared the person was walking on the interstate, and at the guard rail he decided to climb over, then tumbled down the embankment and either died because of the fall, or passed out and died a little later. Alcohol was a big factor.
It really shook up my poor wife. She is not used to finding dead bodies. To be truthful, neither am I. But it has happened before and is not really big news here. There is a community service van, commonly called the ditch patrol, that patrols the town 24/7 looking for people that have passed out on the side of the road.
In the 11 years I have lived in my house, there has been at least 6 bodies that I know of being found near the road leading to my property. Alcohol was involved with all those found. Usually the person passes out the succumbs to the cold weather.
Sad, yes. It is usually the first Americans that have the worse problems with alcohol. Gallup used to be known as Drunk City, USA but I see several towns in Wisconsin now hold that title.
As she got near the intersection where the road we live on turns onto Historical Rte 66, right next to the underpass where old Rte 66 goes under I-40, near where the grass doesn't get cut, she saw a person laying on the ground. She called me to tell me and I asked her if the person was moving. She said no. She sat there on the side of the road for another 10 minutes and saw no movement.
So I said wait, I'll come check it out. So I drive out, and sure enough there was someone laying in the tall grass, weeds actually. I watched for several minutes and no movement. I get out, climb over the guard rail, cross the road that is the beginning of the entrance for I-40 and at about 50 feet away I can see that the person is deceased.
I call the police and they ask me the same questions I asked my wife. I said no movement and the person appears deceased. The dispatcher told me that a passed out person may appear deceased. I just replied, ''Ok, I'll call back when the buzzards start landing then.''
The dispatcher said she will send a patrolman when one gets time. I said no hurry, this person is not going anywhere.
A state trooper was the first one on scene. I walked up to his window, keeping my hands visible and coming towards the front so he can keep an eye on me. He asked me where I saw the body. I told him we have to walk up the hill a little to see from this angle. We walked up to about 50 feet away and he saw the deceased.
So, the usual calls go out, ambulance, investigators, morgue, even the sheriff showed up with just about every police car in the county.
The state troopers round up the usual suspects, the wife and me. They ask the usual questions, gets our IDs and calls them in. After about an hour they are finished with us, satisfied that we did not have anything to do with this body being there.
The investigation did not take long. It appeared the person was walking on the interstate, and at the guard rail he decided to climb over, then tumbled down the embankment and either died because of the fall, or passed out and died a little later. Alcohol was a big factor.
It really shook up my poor wife. She is not used to finding dead bodies. To be truthful, neither am I. But it has happened before and is not really big news here. There is a community service van, commonly called the ditch patrol, that patrols the town 24/7 looking for people that have passed out on the side of the road.
In the 11 years I have lived in my house, there has been at least 6 bodies that I know of being found near the road leading to my property. Alcohol was involved with all those found. Usually the person passes out the succumbs to the cold weather.
Sad, yes. It is usually the first Americans that have the worse problems with alcohol. Gallup used to be known as Drunk City, USA but I see several towns in Wisconsin now hold that title.
