July 3, 1963
Wednesday, very cool, 50’s, windy. Gerald and Wayne went to Catskill after fender for Olds then Wayne went to Schoharie and girls went too.
Comment: 36 degree decline in temperature, Dog Days done for awhile at least. I think we had to get a fender because Wayne might have hit a cow with my car. There were quite a few accidents with cattle in the road because cattle do not have very good depth perception and will walk right in front of a moving vehicle. I remember hitting at least one. The family was returning home from somewhere; the car was full, I was driving, and we saw that the cows were out in the road in front of the barn. I wanted to get ahead of them on the road to prevent them from straying into the big hay lot in back of the house. I was looking toward the side at the cows as I drove by when a cow appeared in front of the car so close I only saw her backbone and upper body. I hit the brakes a little too late and the next thing I saw were the cow's four feet sticking up in the air over the hood. The impact had completely flipped the cow over. She got up a wandered off with no injury and the 51 Chevy only had a broken headlight.....here is what could have happened......
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