There's multiple gunshot victims near Manton Avenue, we're going in. The police are still responding, bodies strewn across two streets, yellow tape cordons off some areas, others are left open. It's about eleven at night, the city is just waking up.
I can't help myself when The Stones Gimmie Shelter comes on the radio, and turn it up. I can still hear the radio transmissions, another victim under a porch, a fourth lying on some stairs, the fifth propped up against a parked car. I see mayhem through the windshield as we slowly approach, and turn the radio up a little louder.
It's just a shot away…
Sometimes I think I'm living a motion picture, acting a part, and none of this is real.
Then I get the kid in the rescue, and count the holes, and put the 02 mask on and get to work.