Her daughter said that she was about to change gears when she spotted her mother's "little white tennis shoes up in the air". Her daughter said, "Mom, you didn't make a sound." She answered, "Why make a sound? I was already falling. I didn't yell during childbirth; why yell when I hit the driveway?"
Picturing her hitting the driveway and her little white tennis shoes, I began to laugh. Why do we laugh at accidents? I should be ashamed.
Despite the obvious tragic possibility of what might have happened, naturally, I had to be a smart aleck and ask if her shoes looked like Margaret Hamilton's.
Her story reminded me of the Smothers Brothers song I Fell Into A Vat Of Chocolate. Tommy ends the song by saying that he yelled "FIRE!" when he fell into the vat of chocolate because nobody would have come if he'd yelled "CHOCOLATE!".