Police said a woman died in a head-on collision on a US highway right after updating her Facebook status and posting selfies.
The 32-year-old, Courtney Sanford, posted on her Facebook page at 8:33 on Thursday morning, saying, “The happy song makes me so HAPPY.” Police were called about the crash at 8:34 that same morning.
According to the officers, Ms. Sanford was driving alone when her car crossed the center line, crashed into a recycling truck, and caught fire. The collision caused the truck to be pushed off the road.
She was driving on Interstate 85 in North Carolina on her way to work. The police said there was no evidence that her speed, drug use, or alcohol was a factor in the crash.
The Facebook link wasn’t revealed until this past weekend, when her friends told the police that several of her online posts seemed to have been made around the same time as the accident.
Lt. Chris Weisner from the High Point Police Department said the crash was a real-life example of what happens when you text and drive, as reported by WGHP TV.
Lt. Weisner explained that Ms. Sanford had been taking selfies on the highway and updating her social media just before the crash.
He said, “In just a few seconds, a life was lost so she could tell her friends she was happy. It’s really not worth it.”
He added that, while it’s sad, it’s a serious reminder for everyone to stay focused while driving.
John Wallace Thompson, 73, was driving the truck involved in the crash and was not injured.
I Was Furious at My Daughter’s Birthday Gift to My Wife – Was My Punishment Justified?
My teenage daughter has been pushing my buttons when it comes to her new stepmother, but this time she went too far. My wife, her stepmother, usually buffers her when it comes to me dealing out punishment, however, her latest actions forced my hand!
Hi everyone, my name is Tom, and my wife, Mia, and I have been together for three years. This is the story of how I learned the hard way that my teenage daughter needed firmer consequences after she did something I just couldn’t forgive.
So on this fateful day, as the clock struck 8 p.m., my wife’s 42nd birthday celebration was in full swing, laughter filling our home, a stark contrast to the storm brewing under the surface.
Harper, my 17-year-old daughter from a previous marriage, had been on thin ice with Mia, but when she asked if she could join the festivities, my wife met the request with optimism.
What you need to understand is that my second wife is a wonder to behold. She’s forgiving, loving, kind, warm, understanding, considerate, caring, and so much more. This might be strange for a father to say, but those traits were something she didn’t share with her stepdaughter.
Harper seemed to lean more toward her mother’s character: vindictive, condescending, argumentative, unforgiving, sometimes cruel, and more—all the traits that caused me to divorce her mother.
“I promise to do better,” Jess mumbled, clearly not thrilled at playing the remorseful rebel.
“And I’ll return your room,” Chelsea added, sounding as convincing as a late-night infomercial host.
Beth, ever the diplomat, nodded, “Let’s work on being a family, not a reality show cast.”
So, here we are, the dust slowly settling on the battlefield. Our home is inching back towards sitcom territory, with fewer commercial breaks and more genuine laughs.
Amy got her room back, Chelsea learned the importance of boundaries, and Jess… well, Jess is still Jess, but with a bit more empathy. And me? I’m still the dragon, but now my fire breath is reserved for BBQ Sundays and roasting marshmallows, not family feuds.
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