Always something going on in life... A young kid tonight, laid rubber with his truck, and slammed into the fire hydrant near my house. I went running out...he & his three friends were ok, but he looked at me and said: *MY DAD IS GOING TO KILL ME!!* And he threw himself face-down on the grass. <g> I called the cops. One of his friends cell-phoned his Dad. Sure enough...his father came roaring in about 10 minutes later, in his own truck. He was a big, burly Mexican guy with longish hair...the kid's mother was with him (white woman). The father was NOT ONE to mess with...looked like he works construction. He was courteous, and apologetic about what happened. He leaned his elbow on top of the cop's car, patiently waiting for the officer to write the citation for reckless driving and not controlling a vehicle. But he was *staring* at his kid....over the top of the car. Not ONE of the (4) young guys moved an inch the entire time...about two hours. No drugs or alcohol involved, but I'll bet the kid caught hell when he got home! The father was not a happy camper....neither was the mother. Jan C. IBSSG