A Heartbreaking Hit and Run Fatal Crash- The Little Details That Are the Most Traumatizing


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Hi everyone! Welcome back, and thank you for taking the time to read my articles!

The next article I want to share with you is truly heartbreaking. All my articles are not on the positive side, aside from one, but people don’t call 911 because they’re having a good day. It’s actually the worst day lives.

This next story occurred around the end of November, around Thanksgiving.

I started work around 16:00 (4 p.m.) and wasn’t too busy. The fact that it wasn’t busy made this call that much worse. It happened out of nowhere, and I will never forget it.

I had officers on mostly routine calls. The highest priorities I had were family disturbances or domestic disturbances. It tends to happen around the holidays.

The next call that hit my screen was an accident. It came up as a high priority. As soon as I read it, my heart skipped a beat.

The call read: Vehicle struck two people in the crosswalk across the street from the church. The vehicle is no longer there. It left going westbound.

Additional calls came in. When that happens, I know it isn’t good.

As I am giving the officers the information. Another additional caller/witness gave information: Two children are hit. They’re on the ground, not moving. I think they’re around seven or eight years old. I saw a red car hit them.

As I read the information to the officers, I desperately searched for anyone else that might have given the information on the car that hit the two adults. I wasn’t sure if it was the same, but my gut told me it was.

Out of the multiple callers on this call, in the middle of the notes, I found the information I was looking for; it read: A red sedan hit two people and took off. It went straight, and it didn’t stop.

That information right there confirmed that it was the same car. The only other part I was confused about was that two children were also hit. They weren’t in the crosswalk; people calling in said they were closer to the sidewalk.

Officers got to the church crosswalk and called for at least four ambulances to respond.

More officers got on the scene, called on the radio, and told me, “We need all the officers we have to respond to up here. We need to close this entire intersection down.”

The paramedics were coming to the church as fast as they could, along with the fire department. They got on the radio and asked me to ask the officers on the scene, “What are the extent of the injuries?”

The officer got on the radio and said, “I’m not a paramedic, but I believe everyone is DOA (Dead On Arrival).”

I heard that transmission and my radio etiquette was not the greatest, but I couldn’t help it.

I got on the radio and said, “All of them are DOA?!”

The officer remained calm and said, “Yes, Ma’am, I believe so.”

I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t wrap my head around it. But simultaneously, I had to regain my composure and continue doing MY JOB. But I wanted to walk away.

Paramedics and the fire department got to the church and confirmed that everyone was deceased.

After that, I notified all the higher staff and detectives.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I had the officer that first arrived call me on the phone. The children that were hit were further away than the adults. There must have been another car involved somehow.

After about three minutes, He called me. I asked, “Is there another car involved with this? The kids are near the sidewalk and not in the crosswalk.”

He said, “No, it was the same car. The family was crossing the crosswalk and leaving the church from a Thanksgiving service, and they all got hit. The kids just happened to be thrown further than the adults.”

All I could say was, “Okay…..Okay. I guess that’s what I needed to be clarified. Sorry, I know you’re busy.”

He said, “It’s okay. This is devastating for me, too, and I didn’t want to see this on this day.”

I couldn’t even imagine being in his shoes. I had an imagination, and the pictures I made up in my mind were probably nothing close to the real thing.

So, this call turned out to be a fatal hit-and-run crash. The family was leaving a Thanksgiving church service, and they were all hit by the same car and killed. Somehow the vehicle managed to get away.

Eventually, a few hours later, the car was found dumped and reported stolen.

I take so many 911 calls, which are very traumatic, but as I have moved forward with my career, I have found the little things that are the most traumatic for me.

Yes, this entire family was hit by a car and killed. But for me, this family was probably attending a Thanksgiving church service and then heading home to eat dinner together. And that is something that will never happen again for that family. That is the part that got me.

Thank you all again for stopping by. This one was difficult, and unfortunately, these events occur every day, even if we don’t see or hear about them.

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I am currently a 911 dispatcher in Colorado. I can deliver articles on relevant topics related to increased violence and mental health. I want to give people a different perspective on 911 and leave it open to interpretation. I will be posting new articles at the beginning of the week.

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