
Lynne Clayton and I were at her house. We both worked at Jefferson and had to be there by 2:45 for a meeting. We were running late because we had been swimming. We finally got changed and she called Kathy to tell her we were on our way. We got in her car, which was a crazy-looking old van, and started driving to school. We came to a muddy dirt road and Lynne decided to try and drive through it. We were immediately stuck and started sinking. I knew we had to get out or we would drown in the mud. My leopard-skin seatbelt was very tight, and I was trying to keep myself from panicking as we sunk deeper and deeper. I finally got the seatbelt off and started rolling down the window. We both crawled out and stood on the side of the road looking at the half-submerged van. A group of kids walked up and ran out on to the mud slipping and sliding. I started to yell at them to stop, but then realized that they weren't going to sink.
