We just had a shooting on our block, directly across the street from our house. Both Rochelle and I were already awake, me at the computer, she in bed reading. Six to eight shots, at first I thought it was firecrackers. And then it was done. Well, the shooting part. The drama afterwards is still going on, an hour later.
Our neighbor, who is a bartender, had just come home and was out walking his dog. He was 10 feet from the guy who got shot. One other victim looked only lightly hurt, probably he was just in the way. But the other guy…dunno if he’s going to make it. Even across the street, we could see his bleeding…
I suppose we’ll hear more about it tomorrow. Rochelle commented that maybe this was a sign that we should go to the Mayor’s District 5 town meeting that is tonight (since it’s early Thursday as I write this)…