Ten years ago this town was safe enough to leave your doors unlocked. That wasn’t before.

Police say a hit-and-run driver struck a family’s vehicle on their way back from the beach, leaving behind a one-year-old boy who parents are trying to save after pulling him out of his car seat in just his teddy bear onesie.

The mother, identified as Sarah Johnson by neighbors, told reporters she was calling her child's name and checking for a pulse while holding him tight against her chest. The father, Kevin Johnson, tried to apply pressure where the impact had torn skin away from bone.

This isn’t the first time something like this has happened in our town. Every year brings new faces but old stories – another family’s joy turned to tragedy by a driver who thought they were above the law.

Back when people still looked out for one another, we knew everyone on Main Street and the beach was where you brought your kids to play safe.

The police are looking into it now, but they’ve been stretched thin lately with budget cuts and reassignments. I've lived here 40 years; things were different then. Not that long ago, a hit-and-run meant people would turn their cars around to help or at least call the cops.

Sarah and Kevin are just trying to hold on to hope right now, but it's clear this isn’t a story about a tragedy – it’s one of a community that has lost its way. We used to be a place where people mattered more than politics.

Will anyone ever face justice for this? Or will it join the long list of hit-and-runs where no one takes responsibility?