End of the business trip drawing nigh, and Mr. and Mrs. OS hosted a dear friend from distant parts to dinner in Jeffersonville, across the river from Louisville. It was lovely to see the lights on the Ohio, good food and friendly servers at the Montana Grill. Breathtaking huge portions. Memo to self: Order from the 'modest portions' menu next time.
Just to let our guest see downtown a bit, OS took the Clark Bridge into across the river after dinner. A few blocks in, we're at a corner light. Liquor store on the left, a car pulls up in front of it, blocking lanes both ways. That fight-or-flight reaction kicked in--get out of there before the guns get pulled. Thankfully, the way forward was clear, and as we hot-footed it out of there, OS was relieved to not hear gunfire.
One reaction could be: Well, what does one expect, driving through the city late at night?
Another reaction could be: Wait a second. Why shouldn't we be able to drive through the city on Sunday night without fear of violence? We're the good guys, the solid citizen types. Why should we surrender the street to the thugs?
Yes, it is an idealistic and self-righteous position to take. But the thought did run through OS's mind as he floored the accelerator...
Please, don't misunderstand. Louisville is one of OS's favorite places on the planet, for a long long list of reasons. He loves it when he gets to visit, and has even explored moving there. It is a wonderful place, for so many reasons.
He just wants it to stay that way. That's all.
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