A family vacationing together in the Bahamas earlier this summer experienced their worst nightmare after their daughter, Jordan Lindsey, 21, was killed in a bizarre shark attack. Jordan was snorkeling with her family near Rose Island at around 2 p.m on June 26th. when she was bitten by a swarm of sharks, her father, Michael, shared with ABC News. While her mom and another relative were near Jordan, Michael and her siblings were in another part of the water and could not get to her. They yelled to warn her, but she didn’t hear them.
The sharks viciously attacked Jordan, biting off her right arm and biting her left arm, legs, and buttocks. She was taken to the local hospital where she was pronounced dead.
“She said it happened so fast, and no one yelled anything. My wife got to Jordan and pulled Jordan to shore by herself,” Michael told ABC. “The medical staff said they still had to do an autopsy. My wife said no one told her there were three sharks.”
The family, who lives in Torrance, CA, set up a GoFundMe page to cover the costs of getting Jordan’s body back home. They plan to donate a portion of the funds to The Gentle Barn, an animal protection organization in Los Angeles.
NBC News reports that authorities are investigating the attack and the Ministry of Agriculture and Marine Resources has issued a precautionary advisory to anyone in the area.
According to People, Jordan was attending Loyola Marymount University in Los Angeles. The school’s president, Timothy Law Snyder, shared that Jordan was a “devoted animal lover and climate change advocate. Snyder announced that the school will honor Lindsey with a plaque featuring her name at a student memorial.
When I’m not hanging out with my three-year-old and husband in Brooklyn, I’m busy writing stories for Mamas Uncut and managing PR + Marketing for Magnolia Bakery, based in New York City. On weekends, you can usually find me at a local park or playground pushing my daughter on the swings, “researching” the best almond croissants in Park Slope or launching into impromptu family dance parties at home, the sidewalk or, every once in awhile, a restaurant bathroom. I’m still trying to master the whole parenting thing, but I have learned that copious amounts of coffee, humor and humility are involved on a daily basis.