Hayley Curran, a 20-something legal assistant from Indianapolis, Indiana, died in a motorcycle accident alongside her boyfriend, Sam Boomershine, following the Indianapolis 500 race.
She was remembered by those who knew her as someone who brought warmth, intelligence, and genuine joy into every room she entered.
Born on April 13 and raised in Schererville, Indiana, Hayley built a life that reflected her drive and her heart in equal measure. She graduated from Lake Central High School before going on to earn her degree from Ball State University in 2023.
She had recently stepped into her professional stride as a legal assistant at Tandy Law Firm, LLC in Indianapolis, a role she began in May 2025. By all accounts, she was as sharp and capable in her career as she was caring in her personal relationships.
A Love Story That Started Over Bingo and a Hinge Match
Hayley met Sam Boomershine through what friends describe as a perfectly ordinary and wonderfully unlikely beginning. Sam had matched with her on Hinge and, by his own admission, needed a little help getting the conversation off the ground.
With a nudge from a mutual friend, he secured that first date, and what followed was a relationship that those around them could only describe as a match made in heaven.
Sam spoke about Hayley constantly, telling friends how happy he was to have found someone who shared his values, his goals, and his love of life. The two became inseparable. Friends who met Hayley noted immediately that she and Sam had a deep and easy bond.
She was described as incredibly intelligent, strong-willed, loving, and kind. She owned a golden retriever, much like Sam, and the two seemed cut from the same cloth in the best possible way. She brought out sides of him that made the people who loved him most feel grateful she had come into his life.
A Final Day at the Race
On the last day of her life, Hayley was exactly where she wanted to be. She and Sam had made their way to turn 4 in the infield at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway, excited for the race and looking forward to the rest of their day together.
Friends who crossed paths with her that afternoon remembered a woman who was happy, present, and full of plans. She offered a friend a seltzer, caught up in easy conversation, and paused to take a photo together, noting that the two of them had never managed to get one before.
That photograph now carries a weight that no one could have anticipated.
Hayley also spent time in those final days with another friend, sharing a conversation that neither of them knew would be their last.
She had tried to teach him how to line dance, and by his own laughing admission, she never quite managed to get through to him on that front. It is the kind of small, silly memory that outlasts almost everything else.
Hayley Curran was a woman who connected people, loved without hesitation, and lived with intention. She leaves behind family, friends, and a community in Indianapolis that is mourning not only her loss but the particular light she carried. She was taken far too soon.
