I always said that they need a crossing guard for the deer on Old School Road. Today the poor tragedy happened and one of the students of the deer school was laying on the side of the road when I passed.
We were down here for only a month or so and Uncle Ben hadn’t yet learned how to drive in the NC way. ( they drive much, much slower than we do in NY.) Someone was driving slowly, in front of him and he was sharing his usual, blessing upon them that he does when he is driving(you know what I mean). Suddenly we were shocked when a group of about 10 or 12 deer ran swiftly across the street. This was a shock, because we would have hit them, if we didn’t have that wonderful neighbor annoying us with his “Sunday driving”.
At that point I started writing to the Governor, Please Mr. Governor, we have a precious school of deer, in our neighborhood and my husband almost hit them the other day. They keep regular school hours and I am requesting that you post an officer at their school crossing. I got a letter back from our esteemed Governor, which informed me that there is no provision in the law to protect the wildlife here from being roadkill. They do not pay taxes and we cannot afford to put an officer at every deerschool crossing.
I was mortified. Those poor deer mommies, who brave the elements to get a good deer education; I feel sorry for them.
I wrote the next letter to the Newsteam Channel 22
Dear People who care about deer,
I am new to NC and am very concerned about the care and treatment of the wildlife in my neighborhood. I am dear friends with the mothers of the deer and they have expressed to me their concern about their children not having a crossing guard. My husband almost hit one of their children, the other day and I would have been haunted with that thought. I do believe that you people really ought to care a whole lot more about the deer population and how well they are educated in the future. If all of the deer mommies decide to keep their children home because of the safety issues that we are contributing to; then where will be. We will have a lot of ignorant deer on our hands getting into trouble loitering and doing all sorts of criminal things. I really think we ought to be concerned.
We need a crossing guard for them.
Yours Truly,
A concerned mother
I got a call from the Television station and Uncle Ben answered it for me, because I don’t talk on the phone to anybody. He said it is the television station and I said take the message. He told me that they were responding to a letter from me and wanted me to read it for them on the editorial portion of the show. I said I would be happy to read my letter with all of the gumption that I have about the subject. This is very important to me. I don’t want another deer mommy grieving because we refused to do something about it. Uncle Ben told me that they wouldn’t take his word for it. I had to talk on the phone, something, I wish never to do. I hate the phone! I talked to the man.
He said is this Mrs. Walker? I said what’s it to ya! He said did you write a letter to us about the problem with the deer in your neighborhood. He obviously hadn’t read the letter, but was the contact person and was the person that they have call people to get on the tv. He really thought that I was writing about deer control in the neighborhood. I went along with it, because I wanted my subject considered.
Last Monday, I went to the station to read the letter.
I wore my Sara Palin glasses and makeup! Its awefully hard to read when you have all those lights on you. I read it with all of the gumption that I had and by the second sentence all of the directors were calling for a cut, but I was live. Everybody thought that I was crazy but the station got calls from the people in the neighborhood who have had to clean up the roadkill. And the Governor had to change his mind and put an officer on the crossing and a light also. Now we will have well educated deer and safe crossings for the deer in our neighborhood.
Thanks for listening to my pretend dilemma, Chrissy.
Love Auntie Jayne
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