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There has been a number of threads here on ER, that we have given credit to the word luck or lucky for our success. I rather use the word blessed or an act of prayer for my good fortune in life.When in 6th grade I was invited to go on a camping trip with my best friend. We were going to fly in my friend’s dad’s plane to an area in Utah. The night before my mom had a bad feeling, maybe a dream. She stopped me from going. Well, you probably guessed it. The plane crashed a mile from home on the return trip. I never argued with my mom again.
More likely a message from God than luck.
Lol. As lucky as I've been, I've been equally unlucky. Life is funny like that.
I forgot to mention a couple more times. I was in Amsterdam with some friends when I was 18, and we had just left a "coffee shop" and were headed to the Vangough museum. Generally having a good time wandering the streets of bustling downtown Amsterdam. I am kind of half walking backward half forward while looking back for my group of friends when someone grabs my shirt and just stops me in my tracks...I turn my head left and there is a tram WHIZZING by me...had I turned my head anymore I would have had at best a very bad migraine and at worst a nasty scene on the trolly tracks. I can still feel the whooshing of the trolly, and I could literally smell the metal that the cars were made out of. My first thought as I damn near put my head right into the side of that trolly was "OOOOH, THAT'S what that extremely annoying and obnoxious dinging/honking was" I had never been "honked at" by a trolly before and it made sense after the fact. I had actually never been around trolly car's before so I didn't recognize the noise as a sound that basically squeeled "Hey idiot, you are about to get run over by this trolly!" Hindsight is 20/20. That place was nuts, bicyclists everywhere ringing bells, people walking every which way, and then out of nowhere a trolly coming fairly quickly in the middle of it all. 22 years later my friends still occasionally remind me of how "lucky" I was on that particular occasion.
I have another "incident", best for last...but its not something I want to share with the internet tbh. Another nearly avoided death/should be dead story but its not appropriate and not for the faint of heart.
There has been a number of threads here on ER, that we have given credit to the word luck or lucky for our success. I rather use the word blessed or an act of prayer for my good fortune in life.
I would most defiantly agree you received a gift from God on that day.
+1A British friend has claimed to have rescued quite a number of tourists who look the wrong way before stepping out to cross a street. Having been in England and Scotland I can believe it. Toss in One-Way streets and it really gets interesting. I finally decided to look both ways before crossing, and if at all possible, only cross in a crowd of natives. That also works well in Italy. I was so intimidated crossing a busy boulevard near the La Piazza della Republica in Rome, that I followed slowly behind the footstep of a group of Italian nonne (grandmothers) rather than cross on my own. Better to be though of as one of the Mammoni (momma's boys) than dead.
Here is my luck to start the NY. What is your luck? Can we build a happy thread.
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I won a Corvette in 2022.
Wow.... Great !!
Come on, details are needed......
Did a drag race for pink slips
Entered the grocery store draw
So I have a 1979 El Camino that I found in Arizona back in 2000. I restored it, updated the drivetrain with a 305 TPI/700R4 from an '89 IROC Camaro. I try to bring it to a couple of car shows every summer.
We brought it to a car show in early June last year. The car show was selling raffle tickets for a '57 Bel Air 4-door but I didn't buy any. (we already have 5 vehicles between DW and I!) The show also entered everyone who had a registered vehicle in the show into a drawing for a 1992 Corvette. (the vehicles change every year depending on what the car show promoters can find)
So after the show, and after the regular awards were given out, they drew participants registration numbers for the Corvette with the caveat of "must be present to win." They drew the first number - Crickets. Must have left early. Then they drew the second number. Same thing except I remembered his car and I saw him leave early. Then they drew the 3rd number - It was mine!
That's how I ended up with a '92 Corvette. I have since sold it to a friend.
Ok - sounding like a broken record for this thread:
Also very lucky to have been fixed up with my now husband. He was also frugal, also loved travel, had similar views on family, child rearing, and life in general. We met later (I was 37, he was 47), but have made a wonderful life together... can't imagine how my life would have turned out if I hadn't met him.
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DW and I had this conversation last night. Can't imagine how couples could stay together, especially in these divisive times, if they didn't share the same views on family, politics and life in general.