Pedestrian Killed (Garment District, Manhattan)

This sad scene greeted me when I left work. An SUV (at 9 o'clock in the photo) hit and killed a woman crossing 8th Avenue at 38th Street. The avenue, usually packed with traffic for rush hour, was eerily empty as police tried to figure out what happened.

I Hate Cars (Ancram, N.Y.)

 

The woodchuck had looked much worse. It was sprawled in the middle of the road with an eye dangling from its head. My husband's aunt pushed its body to the edge of the pavement with her foot, inadvertently reassembling it in a position that looked more serene. But the blood in the road tells the story of the sudden violence that ended its life.

Is a Car Still a Car if it Doesn't Have a Gas Tank? (Brooklyn, NY)

Great deal... except for the part about needing a gas tank, gas line and brake work. Oh yeah, and it looks like sh*t.

Assassination Tourism

I couldn't leave Dallas without checking out the site of the Kennedy assassination. Among the things I hadn't realized until I saw with my own eyes: JFK was shot on the entrance ramp to a highway; the exact spot where he was shot is marked with an X in the roadway; during breaks in traffic, tourists run into the middle of the street to have their pictures taken next to the X; the cars move pretty damn fast (they're about to merge with highway traffic after all), which makes me wonder how many more people have died on the same spot over the years.

Here's the window from where Lee Harvey Oswald shot (right, second from top) in the former Texas School Book Depository.