24, some very, very close friends were involved in a motorcycle accident on Foster Dam Road. Victoria did not survive.
The following is my own opinion and may be extremely upsetting, but hopefully, it will open more eyes before you decide to drink and drive. Remember what the DMV manual states: Your judgment is impaired.
Many places make it a well-known fact that they offer free rides home by designated drivers. They are there, so be responsible and use them. I, for one, have used this option graciously. Thank you to the men and women who donate their time for the safety and good of all.
For those of you who don’t take advantage of this option, well, maybe you should rethink it or set a limit. Maybe you should be cut off by the bartenders, who have that right.
With what I am about to say, I mean no disrespect to Vicki’s family.
When we arrived early Saturday morning to pay our respects, I thank God we were there before family arrived or children came out to play. The extremities that were left everywhere were indescribable in parts or sizes. I am not talking about motorcycle pieces, which were also left. Truly shocking! We cried, gagged and threw up. I am extremely upset by the lack of cleanup. Who’s responsible for this?
I have always been thankful and still consider emergency services a blessing, but what was left at the scene was shocking and horrifying — rubber gloves; plastic strips, perhaps torn from the top of evidence bags; and more. The garbage was unbelievable.
To the one man, and you know who you are, who called the police and said, “What the —- is this?” and was told, “What is left is for family and friends to clean up,” I want to praise you for your incredible strength and courage to clean and sanitize the area. You did a real fine job. Thank you.
When there is an accident on the freeway, the area is completely cleaned of debris and glass. Why is it not the same with human remains, which cause disease and attract what seems like millions of flies?
And to the city or state, I ask, where are the white fog lines on Foster Dam Road? Where are the reflectors on the guardrail? Where are the yellow rectangular signs with the black arrows indicating a curve? Where are the street lamps? How many more crosses and “In memory of…” signs will it take before the road is safer?
Finally, I would like you all to remember that before you get behind the wheel just know it could be you out there on your hands and knees with buckets and bleach cleaning up what is left of what was once a loved one.
Louise Rodman
Sweet Home