Caran Johnson is a resident of Washington state known by her Twitter hande @ScanCouver who often live tweets traffic updates that she hears over her police scanner. Yesterday, she had the absolutely jaw-droppingly horrible coincidence of live tweeting her own husband's death on I-205.
Her husband, 47-year-old Craig Johnson, was killed after his car inexplicably crossed from the northbound lanes into southbound I-205 and struck a pick-up truck. He died before help arrived, but there was a long lag between when his wife knew there had been an accident and finding out it was her husband.
Her live tweets are just absolute devastation told in real time, and anyone with children and a spouse they love can relate to her rising panic and grief. They are devastating to read. See below:
#Clark911 One lane of I-205 is closed. WSP will likely have to block the whole interstate to allow the helicopter to land.— Columbian Metrodesk (@Col_cops) December 4, 2013
I'm trying not to panic, but my husband left work early and he drives 205 to get home. he's not answering his phone.— CJ (@ScanCouver) December 4, 2013
@KF7PSC well he uses his bluetooth, so he would answer his phone. he also wasn't feeling good so his work was concerned when he left— CJ (@ScanCouver) December 4, 2013
i just called 911 and they transferred me after I gave them his license number and told me that they will call me back. wtf?— CJ (@ScanCouver) December 4, 2013
and now my kids are home from school...— CJ (@ScanCouver) December 4, 2013
it's him. he died— CJ (@ScanCouver) December 4, 2013
my boys are finally asleep. I feel like a block of cement fell on me.— CJ (@ScanCouver) December 5, 2013
The heartbreak here is just unimaginable. She was trying to do a service for those traveling along this road and ended up revealing her grief to the world.
There is not much that can be said about something this tragic. We should all hug our loved ones a little tighter and think of Johnson and her sons and lift her up with prayers or thoughts or whatever we believe.
This is one of the saddest stories I ever remember reading.
What would you do in a situation like this?