My husband and I live at Tulalip Shores and learned of a fatality accident Tuesday night on Marine Drive, a well traveled roadway. Most people kindly turned around rather than wait five or six hours for the investigation to conclude. We stayed. One man waited as well, only to curse everybody for this long span of time. What we observed was a generous heart from the first responders, the authorities, and nearby neighbors, Leana and her brother who both stayed along side and chatted with those on duty securing the scene.
The police were meticulous. A man lost his wife last night. He refused to leave as she was passing. … It was a tearful moment, Leana said, as others pried his fingers from her hand so he could get emergency help for himself. If this were my family, my insurance company, our county’s road crew that laid gravel there the same day, I think nothing but a fine-tooth comb was prudent and would suffice — no matter the duration.
We have a new-found respect for those who follow up after a fatality accident. My need to sleep paled in comparison to the long hours our finest put in on this crisis from 8:30 p.m. until 3 a.m. What a tragedy — life forever changed. It was an honor to stand by and pray for the parties involved. We are so very sorry for this man’s loss, his family, and those who will be changed form this time forward.
Twice we observed vehicles smack head into the big huge ACCIDENT AHEAD warning signs spanning 8 feet across the roadway; how does one slam into something so big? If alcohol was or was not involved, nobody knows the time or hour when life will take a sudden turn. One lady said she was asleep at the wheel (going 45 mph). Another was observed full speed — smack! In a span of just five hours we witnessed impaired driving by three individuals as people headed to their destinations. A simple message: People don’t drink, then drive. An open road may take you swiftly to an open heaven. Is that what you had in mind when you sat behind the wheel?
Melody and Mike Gibson