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1901 Edgewood Road
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Car crash, bodies on the lawn of a residential home. On the night after Christmas, 1986, four youths attended a birthday party and attempted to drive home after consuming alcohol. Just a mile or two into the drive, going at recklessly dangerous speeds, the driver attempted to pass a car on the right side and wound up jumping the curb, smashing into a concrete utility pole, and obliterating the car. The roof was sheared off and three of the passengers were thrown from the car, dying on impact. The fourth was wedged in a crumpled heap in what was left of the trunk and was eventually pried out after which she recovered from many internal injuries and a lengthy coma. I witnessed the immediate aftermath of this accident personally when I was eight years old. My family and I had just been escorted out of a nearby Chuck E. Cheese because the power in the building - in fact the power across several blocks of the city - had suddenly gone out. We headed north on Lewis avenue to go back to our home in Kenosha when we saw that something major was happening up the road complete with multiple police cars and barricades redirecting traffic. We parked around the block and followed a large crowd of people to the intersection of Edgewood and Lewis where the fatal scene was still unfolding. Bodies were strewn all over the lawn of the house at the southwest corner of the intersection, and my memory is that one of them was slumped in a seated position against the eastern side of the house itself. The bodies were all covered by simple tarps and a rescue was already being attempted on the survivor in the trunk with the jaws of life. The car was completely unrecognizable and thousands of pieces of glass, metal, and oil was scattered all over the intersection. Returning to the area in the daylight revealed visible tire tracks entering the grassy area next to the curb where the car had begun to lose control, and we were able to follow the tracks a block or so down to the site of the impact. Those tracks stayed there for what seemed like months, and whenever we drove past the area - which we did frequently because we lived 10-15 miles north and liked to visit relatives near the site of the accident - I would always peer out the window to start watching for the tracks in grim anticipation of catching another glimpse of the death scene. I was just a little kid when I experienced this and it's stuck with me in vivid detail all throughout my life. In 2006 I began a web discussion (linked here) hoping to find anyone who knew about the accident and wound up connecting with others who'd been there and even relatives of some of the victims. Five or six years later I learned the full details of what happened. It was a horrific scene and had a large part in shaping my fascination with places that saw the violent loss of life.
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