Grandma Got Run Over By a Reinbeer

by The Discovering Alcoholic on December 20, 2007

Grandma got run over by a reindeer,
walkin' home from our house, Christmas eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
but as for me and Grandpa, we believe.

Randy Brooks wrote this catchy tune, a cloying lilt that will stay with me unfortunately well past the holidays. It’s sort of funny the first time you hear it with the holiday kickoff but its appeal is lost in the endless repetition. I had to suffer through it again tonight as I returned with my colleagues after our Christmas dinner at Teller’s in a van rented by our company (I had the Filet Mignon Christopher, two thumbs up). The DD van was a nice touch and it got me to thinking about how many deaths would occur because others did not take the same precautions.

Over a thousand people die in the US every month because of drunk drivers, during the holiday season the death rate triples. It’s bitterly ironic that the very celebration of a holy holiday made special by friends, coworkers, and family often ends up being the culprit in a tragic loss of life.

The holidays begin for real for me tomorrow, I get to fly home and spend the next few days at home with my wife and family. Many will not be as lucky because of the poor choices made by drunk drivers, often strangers who will introduce themselves in a head-on collision.

The song may be funny but my little play on words is unfortunately supported by the deadly stats of holiday drunk driving. Grandma didn’t get run over by a reindeer, instead she was probably one of the 50 people a day who were run over and died at the hands of drunk drivers during the Christmas season. If you are planning a party, do everyone a favor by arranging a ride for those to foolish to plan ahead. The best present you can give anyone is a ride home to someone who has been drinking and shouldn’t drive.

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