Fatal Semi-Truck Crash at East Buttles and State in Midland, Michigan: An 85-Year-Old Man Died in a Collision Between His Car and an Interstate Semi-Truck at the Intersection — Attorney911 Pursues the Carriers and Employer Shells Behind Out-of-State Commercial Drivers, Ralph Manginello’s 27+ Years of Federal-Court Trial Practice, We Pull the ELD and ECM Black-Box Data Before the Overwrite and Secure the Traffic-Signal Timing That Establishes Right-of-Way, Lupe Peña the Former Insurance-Defense Insider Who Knows How the Claims Machine Values and Denies Fatal Truck Cases, FMCSA Compliance Under 49 CFR and the MCS-90 Financial-Responsibility Minimum, Michigan’s Wrongful-Death Act and the 51% Comparative-Fault Bar, the Firm Has Recovered $2.5M+ in Truck-Crash Cases and Millions in Wrongful Death — Free 24/7 Consultation, No Fee Unless We Win, Hablamos Español, 1-888-ATTY-911
The Intersection Where Your World Stopped East Buttles and State. A Saturday afternoon, July 4, 2026. A holiday in Midland—the kind of day families spend together, not the kind that ends at a hospital with a doctor walking into a waiting room. An 85-year-old man and his wife were in their car at that intersection. A semi-truck was in the same intersection. The truck driver, a 47-year-old from Memphis, Tennessee, walked away without a scratch. Both people in the car were taken by ambulance to MyMichigan Medical Center Midland with serious injuries. The man did not survive. His wife, also 85, was being treated for what the hospital called non-life-threatening injuries—a phrase that means something different at eighty-five than it does at thirty-five. We are writing this for that family. Not for the curious, not for the searcher who wants a definition. For the person sitting at a kitchen table in Midland at 2 a.m. with a death certificate and a hospital bracelet and a phone full of missed calls from numbers they do not recognize. We are a trial firm that takes Michigan trucking wrongful-death cases, and what follows is everything we would tell you if we were sitting…