When we were house shopping 12 years ago, we looked at a house on Buttermilk, but decided it was too small. The crash was further up the cul-de-sac than that house. I drove by this morning, and it is definitely less than a mile. I don’t have the exact number because I got distracted by all the TV trucks at Pierce’s Craft Shop. Some blonde was doing a “live” report as we drove by, so that means we were on TV.
Cops are blocking the end of the street (of course) and it’s pretty wooded over there, so I couldn’t see anything.
They posted the names of the victims on the Telegram website, and the name of the father sounded familiar. I’m going to have to figure out if I know him or not.
