Ok, to the earlier blog some have asked and some people haven't, but to those that di here is your scoop!!
As some know I take a break from 8-9 to watch my show ...kinda a crime thing and watching for updates on important cases...
So we push to last night around 9pm I seemed to miss something...so about 920 I start hearing screams from my hallway. They aren't the type you want to hear. As I exited my apartment, which is in a good area of Pittsburgh and was met at the door by the local police. They advised me of a man being shot...huh say what...not in my house you know. So for the next few hours it was interviews, crime scene and another interview till they left at 4am.
In the midst of that time a lot went through my head not just in this, but in everyway. I tried to sleep, but each time I layed down the dread filled my head with fear, guilt, sorrow, anger in the end thankful for one reason; my son Isaac wasn't here for once.
The calls had to be made to my family and ex cause the moment this thing hit the news which was quick would be bring about the calls from them.
I do feel sorrow for this 22yo who lost his life, but I seen and felt it coming honestly for about a month since he moved in. The traffic increased in my small building, people I never seen, things that happened and my guilt came up by not saying a word to my buddy who is the property manager..this is more his home than anyones. Even though he and I are tight I felt I let him and the others cause I am the eyes here doing things most residents won't do to protect their home.
Yet, I find myself each time I lay down the urge to go to every room, closet, under each bed...check the doors. I dont get this honestly, i've seen death, buried friends and family, etc...but this one was too close to me as in the bullets and death were at my doorstep. as self serving that may sound I need to step it up more mainly before I move for those still that live here. I do their security and it pisses me off that people had the codes that shouldn't of. There were ways to prevent it!!
So at 630am my bud calls me and asks me to go to the scene cause he said he couldn't do it on his own and figured I had more stomach cause of my past...slowly I opened the door for him. It finally set in...the crime scene stuff, the blood and thankfully the coroner took the body, but you know what happened felt it knowing that a body was left here to just die!! I thought back to the same dread I felt in 1990 as a family member was left the same way in a hallway after a deal that went bad....
So here you have it the crap of the day!!
