A Family Hit by Tragedy Again Please Help This Father Fight for His Life

Nothing can prepare a family for the kind of heartbreak that struck on 11/20/25 a week before Thanksgiving. On I-95 right past the entrance ramp north bound of Ives Dairy road in Miami. My family’s world was shattered for the second time in our lives.

David, a 57-year old husband and father of 3, was the victim of a senseless, brutal road-rage shooting. The gun man in a Black Chevy truck shot my father in the back, the bullet tore through his chest, destroying his right lung, went through his spinal cord where it is now lodged. During a long trauma emergency surgery the doctor had to remove a big portion of his right lung, and a huge amount of metal fragments from the bullets. He inserted 2 chest tubes in the right lung and 1 in the left lung. He is in the ICU, fighting for his life on life support unable to speak or breathe on his own. They also had to put in a pig tail chest tube on each side a few days later.

My younger sister and I sit at his bedside every day, holding his hand, whispering to him, praying for a miracle… praying he will somehow come back to us. My mother has not left his bedside and the hospital since this happened. He is in critical condition, and the doctors and nurses have not been able to keep his vitals stable. They have been going up and down, collapsing at any moment, leaving my mom, my sister and I in constant stress, unable to even sleep as we wait minute by minute for any sign of improvement, but each day when we just think things are going in the right direction, there goes another major set back. We almost lost him at least 7 more times since he has been in ICU.

My family has already endured an unthinkable tragedy once before. Twelve years ago, just before Christmas, my older brother was in a horrific car accident and ended up in a coma with multiple fractures and traumatic brain injury in 3 parts of his brain.

My father has carried my family through every storm. Now he’s in the biggest fight of his life and we are terrified to lose him. In an instant, the man who spent his life providing, protecting and caring for his family became the one fighting for his own life.

He is a man who has spent decades working under the Florida sun as a landscaper, making his customers smile doing everything he can to provide for his wife, daughters, and son. He never complained. He never asked for anything in return. He simply showed up every day and went to work even sometimes when he was not feeling well because he knew he had to.

On the night he was shot, he called my mom and said, sounding almost like nothing was wrong, "Ella, I've been shot." She said "What did you say?" and he repeated himself, "Ella, I've been shot — Ives Dairy and 95." She was in complete shock. Then he said, "Here, talk to these people." Those were the last words my dad was able to speak on his own. A man on the phone then said, "We called 911, and my wife is applying pressure to his wound."

Now David can’t move.

He can’t speak.

He’s in unimaginable pain.

He is fighting for every breath with the help of a ventilator.

My home feels empty, quiet, and overwhelmed with fear all because of one violent moment that should never have happened. My family he supports, the one he has always protected, is now facing the unbearable reality of losing their provider, their protector, their rock.

With our main income suddenly gone and medical bills rising by the hour, we are drowning in fear and uncertainty. We should be focused on praying for his survival, not worrying about how we will pay rent, care for him after this and much more.

We are urgently asking for your help

Your donations will go toward:

Life-saving medical care

Possible long-term rehabilitation and spinal injury treatment

Rent and essential expenses for his wife and daughters

The overwhelming financial crisis caused by this tragedy

If you cannot donate, please pray for David’s recovery and our family. Please share this fundraiser. As the shooter is still out there and any information may help. FHP has absolutely no leads at this moment and we refuse to let this go unattended. Every share brings our family closer to the support, prayers, and compassion we so desperately need. Please help my family who has already endured the unimaginable. Please help my father keep fighting. Please help keep my family from breaking under the weight of another tragedy. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.❤️