About a week ago, I was driving home from visiting our son at the cemetery, and about halfway home, I realized that I was running very low on fuel. In fact, the gauge on my car indicated I had only 3 miles before reaching an empty tank.
I knew of this low status at the 50-minute mark, but I ignored it, thinking I would have time later in the day.
On this drive home, however, I called my wife, Dulce, and we were having an engaging conversation about a few family matters. Thus, my concentration regarding the fuel level was distracted.
