Letter: Crash in Dickinson makes mess of basement, finances, business
I am sitting once again on my recliner and trying to relax after six days of hell and that was because a gentleman who thought it was all right to drive down my street at 11:15 p.m. Wednesday at a very high speed on a motorcycle, under the influence, no helmet, skid about 160 feet and then 30 feet into our front yard and go through my picture window in the basement. The story begins there.
Yes, he lived. I don’t know how. The mess in our basement was beyond reality. There was blood and glass everywhere. I have no finished basement left. I can’t work because I have a day care and the basement is well, use your imagination. This has affected us, my day care parents and many others.
Does he have insurance — don’t know yet. This will cost $25,000-$30,000 or more before this is all finished, and we and my insurance company, American Family, has to pay for his bad choice.
Something is wrong with this picture. I live on a street where many people think it is a street for speed. They must see a racing flag and think they are racing against Dale Earnhardt Jr.
Someone will be killed. Time will tell. Our home and yard has been targeted five times from people that are speeding, drunk/high and just being stupid. I want this to stop. What can be done, you tell me?
We have put many hours of work into our home and then it takes less than 10 seconds to have it destroyed. We fix it, they destroy it. The courts should make them see what they did, fix it and see all the work involved.
Yes, we are very frustrated, angry, depressed and the stress is tenfold. I want to thank American Family Insurance, (office manager Naomi Wehner has gone beyond helpful), Service Master, Bosch Lumber, Fleck’s for donating carpet so the kids have some safety, my day care parents who have brought food and have been very understanding, the Dickinson Police Department, Dickinson Ambulance and all our friends for the help they have given us. Words are not enough. God bless you.
As for the gentleman, if that is what I should call him, he is in a Bismarck hospital. I pray he has learned a lesson as to what mixing speed, alcohol and other things can do to affect so many others.
Janell Stradinger, Dickinson