We walked out to the driveway this morning, and this is what the rear window of our car looked like. How did that happen? We do have a large spruce tree that hangs over the car, but no large branch that could have fallen on the car was lying on the ground. There was no stone, baseball bat, or other missile. Was it perhaps a BB gun (named in Barbara’s honor)? Who knows? I always tell people that we live in one of the safe parts of Dorchester.
So, JN Phillips is currently replacing the glass, and I will file a police report this afternoon. After that… I predict nothing will happen. Sigh.