I hope you all don't mind if I jump in here to share a frightening experience I had once. I've had a few, but this one was especially freaky.
We lived in Tucson, AZ at this point in time. We actually lived for 10 years on the same street that the little girl--Isabel Celis, who went missing last year, lived on. BTW, my daughter went to the same High school as Isabel's dad back then. She and all of her HS friends say he was really an odd bird.
Anyway, back to my frightening experience. My daughter was in fourth grade back when this occurred. She would ride her bicycle to school as i jogged beside her. On this April morning, I had left the school area after seeing my daughter safely inside. I began my jog back to our home. At a certain point in time, I became aware of a car whose driver was moving slowly beside me. I was jogging on the sidewalk. Fortunately, I never jogged with headphones or anything when I was jogging out in public. At first I thought that perhaps the driver was going so slowly so they could read the street signs. But, as the car finally passed me by I made a mental note of it's color and make.
I jogged a bit farther past a small park and was coming down a hill when I saw that very car parked facing towards me--with nobody inside. I immediately realized I was in danger. I left the sidewalk and began running smack dab in the middle of the road. All the while, I was repeating the license plate number of the vehicle over and over in my head.
Well, the driver really was pissed off at me. He was waiting for me--naked, in the alley way just off the sidewalk. Had I not been aware of the car, I would have been grabbed right off the sidewalk as i was jogging. When he saw that I was running in the road he was screaming something at me--which I wasn't able to understand. I could hear the anger and rage in his voice though. I ran so fast and ran to a friends house. While there, she called 911 for me, and a police officer came to my home to meet with me. My husband had come to my neighbors house to see my safely home. I called him as soon as we knew the police were on their way.
Since I had memorized the license number the police were able to arrest the man. But, he was let go almost immediately. Since he hadn't actually hurt me, he could only be charged with indecent exposure.
I NEVER felt safe jogging again. Not out in public. I never knew his name or anything. The charge of indecent exposure back in 1982, was pretty much like getting a parking ticket.
To this day, I can recall the license plate number of that car. Whenever I see people jogging with their earbuds in their ears, I cringe! They have no idea how dangerous this is. You really do have to be aware of all that is going on around you--always!
Thanks for listening, and always be aware of your surroundings everyone!!!