You don’t hear the sound of metal on metal as cars collide, but you will always remember the sound of a woman screaming as her husband slumped over the wheel.
You don’t count the millisecond it takes for one car to crash into another, but you see moments after that play in slow motion for a lifetime.
But you can hear the heartbreak in a mother’s voice as she recounts how her 16-year-old daughter’s life was taken in the blink of an eye, and the reality that the road safety message just doesn’t sink in. not.
Alexis Saaghy, 16, died in hospital three days after a car she was the front passenger of hit a tree in the early hours of Sunday October 31.
A gofundme page has been created in his honor, a legacy for a young life taken too soon. He raised nearly $ 17,500 for the Blue Datto Foundation, a non-profit organization dedicated to reducing the incidence and impact of road traffic injuries.
Her cousin Alyssa is one of the many friends and relatives who have donated and left a message.
“My little cousin Alexis left this land too early at only 16 years old. Let’s educate ourselves on road safety to protect our loved ones and each other from heartbreaking tragedies. Spread the word, spread the love, ”Alyssa wrote.
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This is not the way to remember Alexis.
Alexis’ mother Claire told me last week that her daughter is a selfless and compassionate soul.
“She always shared everything she had, even if that meant she wouldn’t have it herself,” Claire said.
She added: “We can’t go back in time to do things. Please drive carefully “.
So how many times do the police have to tell people to slow down, drive safely, or ask “who are you rushing to?” What is the slogan of the latest ACT Policing campaign?
How often do the police have to say they are “frustrated and angry” with reckless drivers?
Most of us are responsible drivers and sometimes we have an accident. We can dismiss it and say that accidents happen and that is why they are called accidents. This is a common response to your average rear-end.
I had a car accident when I was 17, but it was also preventable. They all are.
I had my PS and the freedom to drive wherever I wanted. But a day at the beach changed everything when I stepped out of a parking lot and stepped into the glove compartment to retrieve my sunglasses. In a heartbeat, I drifted down a country road.
I didn’t see the station wagon coming down the hill, but I saw the driver’s face slumped over the wheel. The sound of the horn was deafening, as were the screams of the driver’s wife who had frantically exited from the passenger side.
My father took me to the hospital to visit family in the days following the accident. The driver, with stitches running the length of his arms, said things I’ll never forget.
The old man who sat in the driver’s side of the backseat, also with a lot of stitches, took pity and said I would learn a valuable lesson.
He showed some empathy and a few words of encouragement to an inexperienced young driver who learned a valuable lesson about the ripple effect of road trauma.
The consequences extend far beyond emergency services, funeral directors and trauma surgeons who step in when other’s worlds collide in a motor vehicle.
But the real first responders are all of us. Every time we get into a motor vehicle, we respond. Instead of responding badly, we have the opportunity to be responsible, and it only takes a second.