I was kind of looking in the front seat to see if a piece of concrete had fallen, then I turned and looked in the back seat and there was a dog.

You're looking at the front end of a whole new delivery system.

As we were approaching the overpass, I was looking at him. The next thing I know ... the windshield caved in and part of it was in my lap. I looked over at my dad sitting in his seat 90% unconscious. His eyes were open and his hands weren't on the steering wheel. I reached over to try to steer the car and get over to the side of the road. The cars were still going pretty fast. ... I managed to reach over and get his foot off the accelerator and get it over to the shoulder.

He had a front row seat to the massacre,

I would rather have a back row seat in the house of the lord than a front row seat amoung the rich and powerful

Down here, you are always looking for that missing piece,