Godzilla in Woodstock
Driving on route 28 east, past store after store, we see...good God, a bear has crossed the road! A big bear!
Astonishment. Like something out of the 18th century. Like an alien creature. And a little fear. Super-natural.
The bear eats something green near the sidewalk, then walks into the yard of someone's house.
I see a bicylist nearby, and signal to him--he nods his head that he knows.
Two cars in front of me pull to the side, as do I, to watch the bear--until the bear disappears.
I hope the bear isn't hurt--by someone with a rifle--but I should have phoned the police--
Wow, on a highway, in a commercial area, to see a big black bear!
Astonishment. Like something out of the 18th century. Like an alien creature. And a little fear. Super-natural.
The bear eats something green near the sidewalk, then walks into the yard of someone's house.
I see a bicylist nearby, and signal to him--he nods his head that he knows.
Two cars in front of me pull to the side, as do I, to watch the bear--until the bear disappears.
I hope the bear isn't hurt--by someone with a rifle--but I should have phoned the police--
Wow, on a highway, in a commercial area, to see a big black bear!
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