Mr. Herring

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Mr. Herring

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“When I was a kid, like 8 years old, coming back from a New Years party, my mom and my sister were in the car maybe like 3 car lengths ahead of us, pretty close driving at 1 in the morning. These drunk people came driving through the intersection at 80-90 miles an hour and they were flying airborne they were going so fast. They hit railroad tracks or something going too fast, flying like a missile between the car my mom and sister were in and the truck that my dad and I were in. It was crazy impactful to me because at 8 or 9 years old, to think, wow, just a few feet away and my family would be dead.” – Mr. Herring