The Waterbury Democrat., 1938-04-30

Reprint Traffic Judge J. M. Braude of Chicago attracted some little attention recently by reading letter in open court appeal from father to Dear Driver
 to drive carefully and protect his daughter some 1e" days later Judge Braude received the letter below
 The entire is from PUBLIC SAFETY for April. Judge Braude: have just read your letter to Dear Driver. I'm glad you CAN say Dear Driver, because cant. Sometimes when think of drivers they appear as some thing between leopard and an elephant - they sneak up quietly with great speed like leopard but suddenly become as huge and impossible to stop as an elephant You see I'm mother have daughter, too. If she's wee late getting home from school become so horribly frightened think death would be preferable to the aW1ul torture must endure even dislike letting her go out to play because you say, cannot De Wltn ner 6uI of course, she must go out to payEa tne @ otner kds and keep her from harm, because used to do that when we had our daughter and our son. Now we dont too often and one of your Drivers cut him down Less than ten minutes after he went to play some or my neighbors brought of his little shoes up to my apart
 men You should see what being hit by do to shoes! didn't recognize that shoe He had on his play shoes we were saving his shoes for special occas
 ons He was buried in them Honestly, Judge Braude it takes much much strength to go to LOOK at cho you knees would sometimes get so black you would wonder if they would ever scrub clean again whose colds you worried and got up many times during the nlgnt to see if he was covered and wondered what you would do his fever up much farther knowing your purse wouldn't stretch to include doctors calls And looking at those golden curs and that fair skin wondering Gin your own secret heart) how anything beautiful happened to come to you Honestly it's hard to enter place down quiet, empty ases to small white casket ana look at that child of white marble You feel too utterly crushed to weep. And then you feel: "Ths can't be see him again." But you do You go quietly, if limp through the whole dreamke ordeal, because you are civilized and know other parents go through it. Ii they can you can! But sometimes you feel you can't go that you must abandon yourself to wild gref But somehow you don't Then sets in the rest Of your life - the common "every days" and you wonder how you bear it. There's very large chunk cut right out your heart and believe it does not heal And you know will Life again be completely happy You are again quite free Tears well at most unexpected times and places. But you must restrain them at all costs because beast will hide
 cuts ad bruises from the world by dragging it's injured body to its lair and licking it's wounds Oh those nlghtS You witness that accident 10000 times Your body aches you can't drive from your minds eye those wheels going that tiny body and pray God it didn't hurt too much. You wish could have borne the pain for him. You wl the rest of your life Then you think and think - ownderng if there isn't something you can do to help that something must be done about Something must be done because every day children parents or both down Such needless slaughter in world already saturated with grief bloodshed and death! With each year army killed right here In our own country Something must be done! Your little girl and my little girl must not be sacrificed. It would be
 than could bear, it seems to lose another This is the first letter have written to someone do not know But because my boy is always my mind and your letter fitted in well, here it is unpanned and poorly done. have money but I'm strong and could work hard So please if there is anything do along these lines inform Best of luck to you and may God protect your little girl. =. Signed Mrs R.