Years ago I broke someone's hand in a power window - a practical joke gone bad. Some people I knew thought it would be funny if, while parked in a dark driveway, someone would sneak around the car and pretend to be a crook.
The more he screamed, the more I hit the button. I'll be honest, I never really felt guilty about it.
God bless the poor little guy!
Stupidity charges definitely, but where do the criminal charges come from?
That father will be dealing with this for the rest of his life. He doesn't need criminal charges on top of it. Merciful Lord... what an awful thing to happen.
Terrible. This appears to be truely an accident. The authorities (papers please) do not need to add to the family's grief.
Honda windows must be pulled up to raise the window, and are pushed to lower it.
This doesn't pass the smell test. Power windows aren't what they used to be (not sure if it's by law). A 1970's power window could break an arm, the ones in my 2001 couldn't bruise a peach
I know someone personally who had this happen to their young son. Unbelievably tragic.
It is sometimes amazing that we all survived childhood.
Prayers for the family.
Her favorite toys are knives, outlets, and second story windows. She thinks gravity is a myth and poison is delicious.
Any efforts to prevent her from harming herself are taken as grievous affronts to her personal freedom.
You can't even stop monitoring her behavior when she's asleep.
bttt
Years ago, a two and a half year old boy got into the family car in the garage and somehow made the car's electric window go up. Pressed the button...he must have had the key. His mom was busy in the house, and he got his head stuck with terrible brain damage. He was put in a nursing home and the parents ended up divorced. No other children. Just terrible.
I had a Volkswagen Beetle a while back. The windows would retract if they hit an object on the way up. I thought those were standard now.
How tragic and clearly an accident that will haunt the entire family for the rest of their lives. I can also tell you of a dad who taught his son to go downstairs and start his car before work. It was an attached garage. One Saturday morning the little boy went down and started daddy's car, killed them all. This was told to me by hyperbaric doctors when my sister was getting treatment for CO poisoning.