Taming the Traffic

I know, I know. Menifee used to be such a sleepy little town, didn't it? Remember the days of driving from the old Target towards Quail ...

I know, I know. Menifee used to be such a sleepy little town, didn't it? Remember the days of driving from the old Target towards Quail Valley, and reaching Murrieta Road in just 5 or 10 minutes? Where have those days gone?

Our town has become a city; we have Kohls, Red Robin, medical offices, fast food, and a Starbucks now. And with growth comes traffic. And with traffic comes anger, hostility and frustratation. Angry drivers populate our streets daily, honking their horns, running red lights, and cutting in front of other's vehicles. Everyone has somewhere to go; every one of us has left home a little behind schedule and rushed down our street, into our little city, and been in a hurry. For most of us, this is the epitome of frustration. Trying to cross over the 215 on Newport at rush hour, or trying to drive past one of our elementary schools when children are leaving. Cars, cars, everywhere cars, and everyone in a hurry.

That angry driver who cut in front of you yesterday is your neighbor, a member of your community, a soccer mom with an SUV of kids, a retail worker late for his shift, a teenager learning to drive, a senior citizen who is a little slow behind the wheel, or maybe, a friend of yours. Or maybe, just maybe, it was you that cut in front of me. Perhaps you just didn't see me when you were reaching for that phone, or changing your station on your car stereo.

Nevertheless, remember we all live here, and we all have somewhere to be. Forgive and forget quickly, be careful, leave a few minutes early, and don't forget to smile. It is my road too.

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