I hadn’t expected to follow up with Monday’s post about our road incident with an aggressive driver, but then, I hadn’t expected that we’d actually find him again. Biking home after a spectacular rain storm on Tuesday – it was World Car Free day after all, so we couldn’t let rain stop us – we saw the OR-plated Lexus. In fact, the car was parked in a driveway along the very road on which we live, not a half-mile from where the incident occurred.
Though I put the driver on notice that I intended to phone it in to the police, I never did bring myself to make that call. A few commenters wrote to recommend that, definitely, I should have called. I do agree with this. But…
Now that I know that this person is, ostensibly, a neighbor of ours (OR license plate notwithstanding), I wonder if this changes things. My first reaction on seeing the car parked in the driveway along my road out here in the country was that I should go right up to his door, apologize for making the driver angry, and conversing about what can be done so that we’re both safe and happy on our road. I wonder if, in this specialized case, it may be a good thing that I didn’t get the police involved immediately, because now I may have a chance to speak with the driver directly in a neighborly fashion. If the police were involved, the driver and I would always have that antagonism between us. Since he lives just down the road, it’s likely we’ll be sharing a lane again.
Of course, knocking on an unknown person’s door out in the country – or anywhere I guess – could be even more dangerous. I’d like to believe in neighborliness, where you can approach someone unthreateningly and figure out a way to coexist peaceably.
[##Addendum 9/25 – Question as to whether to go calling at the Misfit’s is answered. A checkered pit bull sits tied to the railing up the steps to the front door during the day. No good can come of that. I’m a sucker for any dog, pit bulls included, but one tied up out front only means one thing – you don’t want to find out any more.]