Michael Fumento writes about the occurrence in his life of something he generally disbelieves: a miracle.
Cut into the cliffs and filled with sharp, winding turns, [the Pacific Coast Highway] can make for a white-knuckle ride in many parts. As the driver, you take quick glances at the scenery and then shoot your eyes back to the road. A front-page article in the Monterey County Herald would later be aptly titled “The Beauty and Danger of Highway 1.” An accompanying piece: “Rocks and Surf below Highway Become Tomb for Some.”
Those articles would be about us.
It’s well worth your time to read the whole thing here. Happy Easter, everyone.