I really shouldn’t have made the decision to leave my home again after getting there after work in the morning. But a high riding SUV has gotten through worse than the few inches in my neighborhood streets. It was the stopped traffic on the 610 West Loop that got my attention and the at-first- dry feeder streets that suddenly filled with unrelenting rain. So this former reporter started reporting until the rain stopped and the run-off began. Told myself to give it some time, but I didn’t give enough.
Just a mile from home, found myself with no engine power and stuck in the draining water. It wasn’t a catastrophe. It was just dumb. Many in traffic asked if I needed help, but I had already called for a tow. James did his best to get to me - all the way from Rosenberg; it took several hours and it wasn’t easy for him, a father of a toddler named James Jr.I’m sorry to have endangered him by my bad choice. But I did gain a new friend.And one with a flatbed tow truck.