Posts filed under: Drunk Driving

Summer is finally here! It’s a time for barbecues, day trips to the beach, and road trips to new or familiar places. It is also the most dangerous time to be on the road. Annually, there is a spike in...
It took a village to reduce drunk driving fatalities by over 50 percent. At MADD, we understand that it will take a village to reach zero – zero injuries and zero fatalities on our roadways. It is for that reason,...
Michael Finely was the 5th of 6 kids and was always the joker. He was constantly making people laugh. He grew up running around in our big yard, driving go-carts, riding dirt bikes, and playing football. Michael was passionate about...
Once a summer, my children and I would pile into the car at dawn for a 13-hour road trip from Miami to Horse Cove, North Carolina, in the Appalachian Mountains.  For a week, we hiked trails, climbed mountains, explored waterfalls...
Since I was featured in MADD’s “adopt and advocate” campaign, I’ve been getting closer to my 15th work anniversary with MADD. Mothers Against Drunk Driving is a great place to work, not just for its mission but for the commitment...
On July 9, 2011, 7-year-old Xitclalli “Chilli” Vaszquez spent the day at the mall with her sister, cousin, and aunt. She got her hair cut so that she would look extra pretty for her 8th birthday that was just three...
Mothers Against Drunk Driving would not be where it is today without the determination of our volunteers. It takes everyone to eliminate drunk and drugged driving. This month, we recognize Ms. Joan Halsell of the New Mexico affiliate. Joan has...
In 1971, a drinking driver with a BAC of .08 percent rear-ended the family car carrying Millie, her husband, Roy, their 4-and-a-half-year-old daughter, Lori, and 19-month-old nephew, Mitchell Pewitt, Jr. Millie, who was seven months pregnant at the time, suffered a broken neck and was...
An Amazing Man Andrew was a devoted son, a great friend, a terrific uncle, and a loving boyfriend. He worked hard for everything. He funded himself through Penn State, bought his own vehicle, and got his own apartment. On October...
Helen Marie had promised to be right back. So when the light began to fade on that sunny June day and our 16-year-old daughter still wasn’t home, my husband, John, jumped in his truck to go look for her. Helen...