Here's the full story from me.
I stayed at the same place as Zack and was woken up by the sound of skidding tires at 2am in the morning. Half a minute later, the passenger got out and started wailing for help in the quiet of the night.
I'll never forget the sounds of that.
I got a flash light and ran down there as fast as I could.
I saw headlights and tail lights far under water, in the dark river.
He kept yelling "That's my brother, my brother is in there, save my brother!" (It turned out that his brother had been dropped of a few minutes before the accident, he was no longer in the vehicle. There was only one person left in the car, not two, as the passenger alleged)
I jumped down the embankment, into the river. I swam over to the car and dove down.
I could not see a damn thing and inhaled water. I tried a couple more times and realized I simply could not get to it. The roof of the car was about 6-7 feet down.
It was terrible to be that close and yet so far from someone dying right there, without being able to do a thing about it.
I got back out and heaved.
Once emergency crews got there, they spotted a body in the water, right at the water's edge.
I got down there again, with an EMT and got him onto a stretcher basket and strapped him in.
We lifted him up to the road, when I realized it was Zach Waddle. He was pronounced dead at 2:13 am on 8/9/08.
His girlfriend Libby was pulled from the water a short time later and also pronounced dead, after some brief resuscitation attempts.
The car (Trailblazer) was pulled out of the water by 8am, with the driver still in it.
My wife Char talked to the mother of the driver at that time, when she excused herself to go see her baby boy. :crying:
It appears Zach and Libby were standing on the side of the road and were struck from behind and thrown into the river.
I am terribly sorry I could not help.