He Didn't Need An Antenna Anyway By John Schwery Being late for something one day I was traveling faster than I should have been. My cane hit a car and I reached forward with my hand for the side of the car to stop myself. My aim was a little high and I hit the antenna. I wrapped my fingers around it but snap, it broke off. The car was vibrating so I knew it contained a driver. Sheepishly, I walked to the window with the antenna dangling in my hand. Stupidly, I said something like, I think I broke your antenna. He said something like, that's okay, twice, rapidly. I think he just wanted to be rid of me.