My dad was a tanker driver for Mobil Oil. He saw scary s**. About 1972 he became the fleet instructor for the 7 western states because his driving record was impeccable, he had over a million safe miles with the company, (I think my brother has his watch). He used to bring home his work films to share with us kids. They were highway patrol films of the aftermath of accidents. I remember one specifically. They were interviewing a woman at an accident. She was holding her young dead sons body, she was crying. They asked her why he hadn’t been in a seatbelt. She said she thought it would be cruel to tie him down.
That stuck with me.