The tragic bridge collapse will no doubt generate a jillion discussions on funding, inspections, work slowdowns, etc, etc...and it will turn out ot be George Bush's fault. I don't want to make light of a real bad evening for a lot of folks. Listening to the local talk radio this afternoon, I heard lots of comments about the agony of waiting for news...who is and who isn't...when will we know??? Flashbacks to every major catastrophe in the last generation or so...whenever there is a huge mess like this, we all have to sit around wondering until the lists are complete...9/11...plane crashes...earthquakes...fires...tornadoes...you name it.
I remember specifically the Air Show disaster at Ramstein Air Base in Germany in the late 80's. We had an alert (an emergency recall of all personnel) in Baumholder to take a headcount. I was especially concerned because, although I knew where my family was, I also knew that several of my soldiers were planning on attending that air show. We loaded our medics and their gear into our trucks and hauled them to the Air Base, about 60 miles south of us, to assist with mass casualty treatment. It was very early the next day before I knew for sure that my soldiers were not injured...but true to their noble nature, they had stayed around to help with injured spectators...a wonderful thing to do...but a call to report their status would have been nice.
The point? In our family we have a rule...I gotta know where you are...always. Basic parenting...in my opinion. Life is just easier when you don't have to spend it wondering and worrying. Well...we still worry...but the rule works, mostly. . I know where the Hypoborean Wanderer is...and his brood...mostly...Life Happens keeps me posted on her adventures and travels...I recently learned that Toothaches Revenge is one on mine, also...and he checks in regularly to keep us up to date on his travels and wanderings...MamieLady is mine...she stays in close touch...that leaves Toothache's next door neighbor, my #2 son, and we are always aware when he has travelling plans. They learned young that it was a requirement to keep us aware of where they are. I know that any kid can,and sometimes will. slip off to parts unknown...hopefully they don't do it too often.
I see a lot of kids, some of them are pretty young, drifting around our neighborhood at all hours. It is summer, school is out, kids stay up half the night, if they are old enough they drive down our street 40 miles above the speed limit, if they are too young to drive they cruise on foot...laughing and swearing and smoking and who knows what else...and I have to wonder...do their parents have a clue where these kids are??? And do they care?
So am I off base? Is it too old school to make young'uns accountable for their time? Should we even care? Is it a violation of trust...or and intrusion into their privacy? Does this mini-rant even make sense? Whatayathink?