Life (and death) in Downtown
My wife already wrote about this on her blog, but I have a different style, so I thought I'd write it up, too.
Monday night, I heard police/rescue sirens going by. This is nothing new, since we live in the heart of Downtown Dallas. What made me get up and look was the fact that it stopped right outside our window, and I could see the emergency lights flashing through our windows. When I looked out, I saw a Fire Department EMT van, two bicycle cops blocking a lane of traffic, and two or three DPD cars with their lights going. There were about a half-dozen cops milling about, talking to people, and a man laying motionless in the street. The EMTs went to him and started working on him. The didn't seem to be in all that much of a hurry, and I didn't sense any urgency in their actions. Because I was cooking dinner, I had to leave the window, but Cynthia said that they put a neck brace on him, slid him onto a backboard, lifted him onto a gurney, put his hands on his chest, wheeled him into the van, and drove off. The police weren't as quick to leave. At one point there were 9 DPD and DART police cars in the two right lanes. There were police everywhere. I also saw two TV cameramen there. And a DART bus parked across the intersection with its hazard lights flashing. After about an hour and a half or so, the cops dispersed. Around 9:30 the local NBC affiliate sent a news truck to the intersection and did a live broadcast from the scene (way to be on top of the breaking news, Channel 5). From what we heard on the news reports, the man was running alongside the bus, banging on it, trying to get it to stop, slipped on the curb, and fell beneath the rear wheels. All of the news reports I saw said he "later died at the hospital." From the lack of urgency and non-resuscitative actions of the EMTs, I'd guess he died right there. We were thinking of putting some flowers down for him, but don't know of any florists downtown. It's kinda depressing to think that, from where I sit right now, I can see where he died.
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