There is little to no consequence for killing someone on the road nor failing to remain. In the case of my husband's death, the charges were dropped. I am haunted by this and the fact that I was suffering from PTSD and only notified of the court date the night before. I couldn't
even give an impact statement. My thoughts sometimes ambush me still, wondering if the driver even thinks of what he has done. Every birthday, Christmas or milestone he gets to celebrate with his family, he took that from us when he failed to give room on the road.
When the Police came to 'debrief' me, I stated that the cement truck driver should lose his licence for life. The Officer responded, "that's his livelihood!" -as if I was being unreasonable. He took my husband's whole life... his livelihood, his time with his family, his ability
to grow and enjoy his future, his ability to watch his children grow up... his ability to care for his parents as they aged.
My husband and I honeymooned with a cycling trip through the Loire Valley in France (he was an experienced and careful cyclist) in France they slowed down and gave us our space on the roads. We wished for the same in Toronto. #VisionZero has a long way to go.
