Last month, Greg and I had a long weekend of shows together - from Thursday Sept 17th at the 8 x 10 in Baltimore (Click HERE to download or stream the show) to West Virginia for gigs at El Gran Sabor on Friday and Mt. St. Brewing Co. on Saturday.
Friday evening driving south along 219 (near Deep Creek Lake), I called Greg to let him know our whereabouts. Turns out we were only a few miles behind. Abruptly in mid-sentence, I hear Greg say something about "Honey - watch out for this guy" - then an indiscernible crunching noise - then Adrienne (Greg's girlfriend) frantically apologizing, and Greg saying "We're alright, its OK, we need to get out and get everything out."
Shocked that I just heard them get into an accident over the phone, I was really concerned - Greg called a minute later from Adrienne's phone (his had flown out of his hand at impact and was yet to be found) to tell me that they were alright (thank God) but the car was totaled - Adrienne had to swerve off-road to evade a huge farm vehicle blindly pulling out into the road. (Funny side-note: my wife Lauren had gotten a massage that morning and was amazingly relaxed and zen about the whole thing - once she knew everyone was OK she was like "It's all good, we'll work it out" and went back to enjoying the scenic drive, while I was having visions of Greg and Adrienne running away from an exploding car)
We pulled up on the scene a few minutes later, and devised our game-plan. Luckily my folks were only a few miles behind us and could help out (they were actually in the town called Accident when I called them to tell them about the accident - weird, huh). So after the formalities with the police and exchanging insurance info, we loaded up all the gear and people into the other 2 cars, left the wreckage of Greg's car on the side of the road, and made it to the gig on time.
Peace, gwa
Lauren and I at a scenic stop
The deflated airbags
Greg and a police officer taking care of business
Gaurdian angels and dear friends. Thanks Garrett! - Adrienne
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