Finding a dead body

My brother and I found a dead guy while fishing once. He was all bloated and apparently had fallen from a boat in the Gulf. My brother grabbed his shirt collar (I wouldn't) and we towed him in to land. It was all pretty disgusting and sad.
 
Final update, for those who might be interested.

Autopsy results came back. He suffered a massive heart attack. The marks on his arm were indeed bite marks from Honey, the dog.

Things are pretty much back to normal, dog's doing fine.

There are some really really tough stories on this thread. I'm sorry for everyone who has gone through them -- death is not a pretty thing.
 
******* dogs.

they do it to me every time.

I repeat my earlier request..throw the lab a steak, por favor.
 
I had a friend whose Mom walked by him, kissed him on the head and said she loved him. She went out to the garage and shot her head off with a shotgun. Yikes. I remember getting the call shortly thereafter.

Another friend found her mom in a car in the garage. She did the usual, towels around the door and open cracks, engine on. Later a friend of hers died in a car crash. She lived with him and a couple of friends. He was very depressed and ended up hanging himself in her closet.

There is one other person she found who took their own life but I don't recall the story or who it was. But I know there are 3. An ex-boyfriend of hers who was intent on stalking her and doing her harm killed himself playing Russian Roulette. She did not find him. The world is a better place without this jackhole in it.
 
During my junior year of college my baby brother called me up in the afternoon to tell me that his wife found my brother hanging. She had gotten home from work and was looking for the phone and my brother, when she couldn't find it in the house she went out to the barn to see if he was out there. He sure was, she had opened the door to find him hanging from a rafter. She was a mess at what she saw. It was horrific.
 
A female cousin of mine had just retired from the military and moved back to West Texas to be near family.

After buying a home she called the local cable company to hook up her cable service. The cable guy, in the process of performing his duties, noticed a picture of her brother and told her that he knew him. Turns out, they were friends and actually played football and graduated together. That struck up a causal conversation. He finished the hook up and left.

Around 10 o'clock that same night, he returned to her home and broke in. This happened in the early 90's and to this day, nobody knows why he slit her throat. He didn't steal anything or sexually assault her - which is usaully a motive. He just cut her and left. Needless to say, the family was devastated.
 
Death touches us all.

In the spring of 1975, I was home from college visiting my parents in Fort Worth. Late on a Sat. night I was on a freeway - as I crested the top of hill, a car about 200 yards in front of me veered violently off the road on the right into the ditch and then hit a rock outbreak next to the freeway. The collision with the rocks somehow flipped the vehicle on its side and then on its back. It then caught fire after a few seconds.

I pulled over about 150 ft behind the vehicle along with another car. Another man and I ran toward the vehicle and immediately saw the driver laying in the ditch. He was motionless & bloodied - we thought maybe his neck was broken, but he seemed to have a pulse. There seemed to be no one else in the vehicle. It was strange watching the vehicle burn while we were with this gravely injured man. Me and the other man did what little we knew to do and stayed with him for about 10-15 minutes before the police and the ambulance arrived.

It really shook me up as I had never been around someone that was dying or perhaps even dead. I had trouble sleeping that night and often thought of the man and how he looked as he was dying.

A day or two later I learned the man was pronounced dead at the scene. He left a wife and a young child or two behind. He was a manager at a local restaurant and was on his way home from work. I used to remember his name, but over the years I have forgotten it... I have not forgotten what I saw that night, but at least I don't think about it as often as I used to.
 
Well working in the medical field i witness this more then i care to. It sobers you up quickly to the fact of living each day to the fullest because you will never know which one is going to be your last.
 
My dad found a friend of his who had hung himself in the attic of their apartment building. His girlfriend had called and couldn't get a hold of him for a couple of days. Messed my dad up. The sad thing was this guy was a very talented glass blower in Germany but because he didn't have a "formal" education, thought he was nothing. I still remember his beautiful stuff and that was 18 years ago.

The stories on this board are really tough to read... especially the ones about kids.
 
Weird. I stopped by my mom's house today around 2:00 to see my niece before work. There was a Lexus SUV parked near a house not very far from my mom's house. APD and EMS show up all of the sudden and are looking in the car. I think it's no big deal until they start putting up the crime scene tape. There was a 23-27 year old girl in the car that was dead. No idea what happened, but my friend who lives down there is the one that found her and I haven't been able to talk to him yet, but I've been told by others that he's a bit freaked out. My mom is a little shaken up too.
 
As a FF I've been the first one to a deceased person more times than I care to recount. Like blackman said, the kids or families stand out for me.

In particular, doing unsuccessful CPR on a 6 month old baby girl while the parents watched in horror, and doing CPR on a 45 y.o. cancer patient Mom while Dad and the teenage kids stood by numbed with shock...those things will never go away.

Another is the couple who was on their way out for a day of playing one Sunday at 7am and were wiped out at a red light by a very drunk illegal immigrant construction worker fleeing another accident he had just caused 2 or 3 miles back. Just driving along, going thru a green light...then dead.
 
As a minister I have been by the side of many as they stepped into eternity. For many it is very peaceful, but for others there is so much fear as they step into what is to them unknown. It is always sobering attempting to remain strong in what are often very sad circumstances.

I believe the hardest have been those where children are involved. Had several teenagers and an 8 year old who I've held their hands as or been with them as they exited this earth. It certainly made me cry when I looked into my kids eyes the next time.

While I take a lot of pride in the Eyes of Texas being upon me, I find comfort and strength in the EYES OF MY SAVIOR being always upon me.
 
We were the third or fourth car on the scene at this accident on the way back home Thanksgiving Weekend 2005. My wife is a registered nurse and the first car on the scene also carried a registered nurse.

The young man that died was riding in the back seat with his seat belt on. He was essentially crushed to death but was alive when we arrived and was pronounced dead upon arrival at Brackenridge via Starflight. A young man riding in the back next to him did not have seat belt on and was ejected out of the vehicle and was on the double yellow center line when we arrived with multiple broken bones and in bad shape. He survived. The word I got back was that the young lady driving the car had fallen asleep at the wheel and crossed the center line. The vehicle was spun by the first car to hit it and then hit in the rear by the second vehicle.

My wife and the other nurse did their best to attend to all the victims, only one of whom was conscious (shotgun passenger). She was in and out, though, and couldn't remember how many people were in the vehicle before the accident so some of us searched the roadside for other victims. Tough night and she got a lot of startled looks when she went into the Giddings Whataburger to wash up what was left of the blood.

Followup story:
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Incredible timing for this thread. One of my best friends in OKC has had some cryptic status updates on Facebook the past couple of days regarding some chick named "Anita." I am getting ready to sit down to dinner with my wife and children and he IM's me asking what's up. I said "Nothing, What's goin' on?" He replies, "Mourning, man." I jokingly replied, "MJ?" and he says, "My girlfriend shot herself Wednesday night with my .22 rifle. I came home and found her dead in my tub."

He said he found her with the rifle laying on top of her and an empty bottle of Ambien next to her. Real ****** up ****.
 
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