[Laneco]

I used to do big-truck fatal accident investigations. We always investigated as a team and it was my turn to "crawl" which is doing the under-vehicle inspection (brakes, etc). This particular one was a truck versus a pedestrian. The pedestrian liquified and very much of her wound up under the truck.

I finished my work and dropped my coveralls into a bag. They were quite nasty so I left them outside as I certainly was not going to put them in my washing machine. Well, the top of the bag was open and I forgot about it. A bad smell alerted me to it's presence. I looked into the bag and there were maggots feasting on the fleshy bits entrapped in the coveralls. I burned them.

There was nothing visually that ever really bothered me. I seem to be able to segment that stuff to an area of my brain that processes it like numbers with no emotion at all. But the smell of human flesh ground up by a truck is unforgettable. It smells like warm pork sausage - an item expressly forbidden in our house because of that. It is completely wretched to me.

angela