Dillingham Haggblom

Loose Tongues—02/08/10

Way in—I just turned left onto D street from Kanakanak Road, was on the road shoulder, when the same white wagon type vehicle as described before passed me and honked.  It was a short single honk this time, not a repetitive or forever honk.  I identified who drove the vehicle on the weekend after seeing him in the post office parking lot and in the daylight.  Don’t know his name though, but will find out.  Then I recalled that I had seen him riding his bike in the past, although not in winter.  So, I wonder if the honks are some kind of “I see you and am passing you now” form of communication.  I envision seeing him at the post office again and saying something like, “Why do you honk at cyclists?” as opposed to, “Hey, I’m the one you honk at and it’s highly annoying—mind stopping?”