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With my mom being in the hospital for over a week and then with me being cooped up here at home after her release I decided this afternoon to go for a little ride to try to find an old schoolhouse near here that supposedly is still standing and even has a bell tower.  So I gathered up all the camera gear, my wonderful back roads Texas road map, a magnifying glass (some of those little roads have numbers that are just teensy)  my purse, a coke and headed out the door.  Opened the passenger side of Truck, dumped all the gear in, slammed the door and heard something fall in the bed.  I was parked under a big oak tree and assumed that a branch must have come tumbling down (we've had really strong winds all day).  I looked up and saw nothing out of the ordinary and as my eyes came back down I saw nothing.  So I peered over to look in the bed and saw all this black shiny stuff glistening like thousands of mirrors.  What the heck?  As my eyes shifted upward again, you could have heard my gasp as I realized my back window had just fallen out.  This is what it looks like after I finished punching it out.  I cleaned the seats and floorboards as best I could but there are still hundreds of little chips of glass in all the nooks and crannies in, under, in front of and behind the back seat.  And don't let anyone tell you that auto safety glass won't cut you.  Everywhere the little pieces crumble, a thin residue of powdered glass is left behind.  I know!  I got some in my fingers.  Dontcha just hate when this happens!