Pops and the deer

As I drove down US Route 68 in Ohio in the wee hours this morning, I couldn't help but notice all the deer crossing signs. I thought that in travelling that road frequently the last several years, it's impressive that I haven't seen much less hit a deer.

Then I thought, me Pops drove this road many more years and thus many more times than I have. He never once hit a deer on route 68 either. That's pretty good, never hitting a deer on route 68.

Yep, me Pops never hit a deer on US 68.

He did hit a deer once on Interstate 69 south of Fort Wayne, Indiana, where there were no deer crossing signs. It just goes to show, things happen when you least expect them.

Sorry. That's all I got this morning.