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November 26, 2018 By Laura Landgraf 15 Comments

My Husband, the New York Cabbie.

To say John drives like a New York Cabbie is, well … generous. Donning a head traction device ought to be mandatory when positioning oneself in the passenger seat. Weaving in and out of traffic is a euphemism for the pinball machine projectile that is my husband’s vehicle. Truly, if lift off were to occur in relationship to the distance from a rear bumper to our front one, we’d be airborne most of the time. On a two-lane road, the centerline merely denotes the middle of the road. Lanes? Shmaynes. Best to straddle said line as it leads unerringly – um – forward. Curvy mountain roads offer his version of the Monte Carlo Grand Prix, hurtling along at Mach 4, hugging the hillside regardless of lane designation or the potential of oncoming traffic.

John’s attention span goes something like this: “God, please help me keep my mind on one … Look! A butterfly!… thing at a time.” So, those strips that whine and thump at you on the shoulder, act as bumpers at the edge of his playground.

Further, his car is his enclosed amphitheater. Acceleration and deceleration occur with perfect synchronicity to the tempo of his choice of music on any given day.

“Hi officer . . . I was? That much over? Sorry, I was listening to Beethoven’s 9th and we were just coming up to Ode to Joy. I may have gotten carried away.” $90.00 later and traffic school in the offing, we carry on.

Conversely, when a musical piece takes us to gentle melancholy, we slow to a geriatric shuffle, and when those around us sound their disgruntlement, he says, “What the hell’s the matter with them?”

Brakes are meant to stop a car without deliberate deceleration, which occurs when one takes one’s foot off the gas. Right foot? Gas pedal. Left foot? Brake. Sometimes you can use both of them at once in a little dance. But back to braking. Drive hard at the next red traffic light, wait for it … wait … wait aaaaaaaaannnnnddd BRAKE. Seatbelts snap to attention.

How is it, I wonder, that this beautiful gifted man, with his huge heart, and fingers that can make you weep with the wonder of his piano playing, morphs into a Kamikaze warrior behind the wheel? If I ever need an adrenalin rush, I just ask him to drive. On a daily basis, when minimizing stress is optimal, I do the driving.

But then, on October 26, 2018 I severely injured my eye. No jiggling, no bumps, no jolts, no sneezing, coughing, crying – the list might be a hundred elements strong. Of necessity, my husband took the wheel. With saving my eye as incentive, this lovely man drives as if he’s pushing a baby carriage intent on maintaining the infant’s sleep. He glides by inches over those dratted speed bumps in parking lots, whispers to a stop, accelerates with gentle precision. I am doing what I’m supposed to, including those first 18 days face down 22 of ever 24 hours. He is too. Between us, we’ll get there.

Comments

  1. Meredith Griffin says

    December 31, 2018 at 9:22 am

    Laura, I have to send this over to Noah. God. When he tells me that he’s down to his goal weight, that his health exam shows that he is in top shape….I say “doesn’t matter. You’re going to get killed in your car.” Erratic! 55mph in the fast lane, 80 mph in the slow lane and drifting over the lane bumps anytime he can manage. It’s better when we return from an event only because I’ve had a few glasses of wine. Then I don’t whine.

    xoxo
    MEre

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  2. Clara Burris says

    November 28, 2018 at 3:59 pm

    Great. My love to both of you.

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    • Laura Landgraf says

      December 13, 2018 at 12:15 pm

      Thank you, Clara!

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  3. Harry Penders says

    November 27, 2018 at 9:53 pm

    You’re amazing Laura, and your husband reminds so much of Jersey where I grew up. Lived a year in the ‘Village,’ and I was almost relieved when I could get on the subway. But every now and then, cab wheels up and you hold on for dear life. A great story, thank you. Oh, tell him to drive snow-friendly. New Yorkers laugh at that one while careening through the icy slush of Manhatten.

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    • Laura Landgraf says

      December 13, 2018 at 12:14 pm

      I love it, Harry! Great visual.

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  4. Mauree Jane says

    November 26, 2018 at 10:56 pm

    LAURA, you are simply amazing and inspiring. God bless you. Love, Mauree Jane

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    • Laura Landgraf says

      December 13, 2018 at 12:16 pm

      Thank you, Mauree. We loved seeing the pictures of the holiday party, and missed being there with every ounce of our being. But staying home was the right decision. Next year!

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  5. Bill Malcomson says

    November 26, 2018 at 5:27 pm

    This is wonderful. I used to just aim the car and take off. What changed me? Age and Barbara.

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    • Laura Landgraf says

      December 13, 2018 at 12:17 pm

      Laughing, Bill. Take aim!

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  6. Barb Krieger says

    November 26, 2018 at 1:09 pm

    I believe that driving course was required for all music majors at MBI.

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    • Laura Landgraf says

      December 13, 2018 at 12:17 pm

      Not sure how he got out of it… grin.

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  7. Sue Roberts says

    November 26, 2018 at 12:05 pm

    I do believe my husband has trained (for car combat) upon the same roads as John! Our terrain is up and down mountain highways now, ( not around lakes,) and around blind curves… in snow… in starless darkness. I am so very thankful for angelic intervention and newly learned restraint. May your driving and riding be as uneventful as angelically possible. God bless you both.

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    • Laura Landgraf says

      December 13, 2018 at 12:18 pm

      Fun visual, Sue! Our guardian angels may well collapse of overwork!

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  8. Lenore Cristine McDonald says

    November 26, 2018 at 10:19 am

    While I am saddened by the extent of your injury to your vision, I was chuckling when I read your post about John’s driving! It’s amazing how he can “morph” into something like you describe and yet, bring a person to tears with his piano playing! Oh Laura, God has blessed you with a real treasure and gem! Praying for your recovery and still laughing about your description of your husband “at the wheel”!

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    • Laura Landgraf says

      December 13, 2018 at 12:19 pm

      Grinning! And thank you as you continue to lift us up.

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