Let me tell you about last year's for me;
I rarely drink, a case of beer will last me all football season. And St Patrick's Day was never an attraction for me. So as usual, I stayed home last year and decided to go to bed around 11:30 PM
Just got comfortable when I heard a loud rumbling noise that lasted 5-8 seconds. I knew right away there had been another wreck on the highway that I live on.
Got up, got dressed, and looked out the windows for the wreck. Saw someone with a cell phone in the middle of the road about 450' up the road so I knew that was where the wreck was. Grabbed cell phone, flashlight, put on jacket, and went out to see if I could help. As I walked down my driveway, I heard a neighbor's son yell to his girlfriend 'Don't go up there, it is really bad' so I prepped myself for an ugly scene. I walked up the road that was covered with debris....broken glass, plastic pieces, trim, a broken side mirror, tree branches.
As I approached the person w the cell phone... it was another neighbor with her husband..... fighting back tears, she said to me "911 wants me to do CPR but I told them it won't do any good" I pointed my flashlight to my left and saw a body lying ten feet from me, half on the street, half on the berm with its feet nearest me. As I walked over, my light went from his feet up his body. He was lying on his back and looked perfectly fine, like he was taking a nap....until I got to his head.
The top of his head had been sheared off right across the middle of his forehead. His brains were mashed like spaghetti and there was a surprisingly small pool of blood for such a massive injury. I said 'Nobody is going to help this poor guy'
I saw a smashed extended cab pickup truck on its roof against a neighbor's house. I asked another person on the scene if there was any one else in the truck and was told they haven't found anyone but there was a baby's seat in the back seat of the truck so that concerned everyone. After searching we couldn't find any one else.
I walked up the street to make sure that the gas meters/lines in the front of the houses that he crossed weren't damaged....somehow the truck missed them and they were fine. I then started to clear debris off the road so that emergency vehicles could get to the scene.
Cop was first to get there, told him what happened and to call out the coroner. Soon there were many fire, cops, EMTs, and more so I went down the road to redirect traffic. As I walked back down I saw a hole in the wall of the house across the street from me so I went over to see what happened. A wheel assembly....tire, rim, front knuckle had detached from the truck, traveled at least 200', and went through the wall of the house into the living room. Neighbor's son was upstairs when it hit, came down, saw a huge hole in the wall with dust everywhere....he thought someone bombed his house! Was there directing traffic until 2 AM when they blocked the road a half mile away.
Next day I went out to see what happened. There is a mild curve up the road where he went off the road. No sign off any skid marks on road, berm, or grass. He went into a ditch, hit a culvert pipe of a driveway, and went airborne, flipping end over end. Tore out a number of tree branches 20' high, crossed entire yard in air, and hit at next driveway. Went airborne again, crossed half that yard in air, landed and rolled several times stopping against another house. Wheel came off somewhere in that melee, crossed an empty lot and into neighbor's house, doing $10,000 in damages.
Poor kid was only 26. From a messed up family...mother dead and dad in jail. He had joined the military, served in Iraq, and was working in construction. By all accounts was doing well for his life. He had bought a house a couple miles away, pretty rare for someone that young to buy a house. He also left behind a one year old son. A son that will not have a dad.
Found out he had been drinking. Apparently passed out and never saw the curve. Betting he never knew what hit him.
Please don't drink and drive. And make sure that your kids and friends don't either.
Have a safe and happy St Patrick's Day.
I rarely drink, a case of beer will last me all football season. And St Patrick's Day was never an attraction for me. So as usual, I stayed home last year and decided to go to bed around 11:30 PM
Just got comfortable when I heard a loud rumbling noise that lasted 5-8 seconds. I knew right away there had been another wreck on the highway that I live on.
Got up, got dressed, and looked out the windows for the wreck. Saw someone with a cell phone in the middle of the road about 450' up the road so I knew that was where the wreck was. Grabbed cell phone, flashlight, put on jacket, and went out to see if I could help. As I walked down my driveway, I heard a neighbor's son yell to his girlfriend 'Don't go up there, it is really bad' so I prepped myself for an ugly scene. I walked up the road that was covered with debris....broken glass, plastic pieces, trim, a broken side mirror, tree branches.
As I approached the person w the cell phone... it was another neighbor with her husband..... fighting back tears, she said to me "911 wants me to do CPR but I told them it won't do any good" I pointed my flashlight to my left and saw a body lying ten feet from me, half on the street, half on the berm with its feet nearest me. As I walked over, my light went from his feet up his body. He was lying on his back and looked perfectly fine, like he was taking a nap....until I got to his head.
The top of his head had been sheared off right across the middle of his forehead. His brains were mashed like spaghetti and there was a surprisingly small pool of blood for such a massive injury. I said 'Nobody is going to help this poor guy'
I saw a smashed extended cab pickup truck on its roof against a neighbor's house. I asked another person on the scene if there was any one else in the truck and was told they haven't found anyone but there was a baby's seat in the back seat of the truck so that concerned everyone. After searching we couldn't find any one else.
I walked up the street to make sure that the gas meters/lines in the front of the houses that he crossed weren't damaged....somehow the truck missed them and they were fine. I then started to clear debris off the road so that emergency vehicles could get to the scene.
Cop was first to get there, told him what happened and to call out the coroner. Soon there were many fire, cops, EMTs, and more so I went down the road to redirect traffic. As I walked back down I saw a hole in the wall of the house across the street from me so I went over to see what happened. A wheel assembly....tire, rim, front knuckle had detached from the truck, traveled at least 200', and went through the wall of the house into the living room. Neighbor's son was upstairs when it hit, came down, saw a huge hole in the wall with dust everywhere....he thought someone bombed his house! Was there directing traffic until 2 AM when they blocked the road a half mile away.
Next day I went out to see what happened. There is a mild curve up the road where he went off the road. No sign off any skid marks on road, berm, or grass. He went into a ditch, hit a culvert pipe of a driveway, and went airborne, flipping end over end. Tore out a number of tree branches 20' high, crossed entire yard in air, and hit at next driveway. Went airborne again, crossed half that yard in air, landed and rolled several times stopping against another house. Wheel came off somewhere in that melee, crossed an empty lot and into neighbor's house, doing $10,000 in damages.
Poor kid was only 26. From a messed up family...mother dead and dad in jail. He had joined the military, served in Iraq, and was working in construction. By all accounts was doing well for his life. He had bought a house a couple miles away, pretty rare for someone that young to buy a house. He also left behind a one year old son. A son that will not have a dad.
Found out he had been drinking. Apparently passed out and never saw the curve. Betting he never knew what hit him.
Please don't drink and drive. And make sure that your kids and friends don't either.
Have a safe and happy St Patrick's Day.
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