Sitting in my car, noticing once again that I still have dad’s “Emergency Identification” card. It’s the helpful thing that tells anyone who might find him in an accident that he had a pre-arranged funeral with a certain funeral home. There is a card with contact info for my mother, me, and my sister. There is another card with what appears to be mileage counts between cities. BLX-DEF 196. That sounds like Biloxi to DeFuniak Springs, 196 miles. VLD-DAB 209 looks like Valdosta to Daytona Beach, 209 miles. Sounds about right. The other side of that card has what appears to be a list of Interstates and how many miles they extend in various states. I might check that when I get home, but if that’s what this list means then it says I-10 in Alabama runs 66 miles, I-81 in Virginia goes for 325 miles, and I-81 in Tennessee goes for 75 miles. Here’s the good one: miles of I-95 in North Carolina? 181. Oh yeah.
I could stand to remove these cards from the car. The pre-arranged funeral note in particular could cause some un-needed confusion.
