Yes, great journalists and great coverage under the circumstances. I was an attorney at Pettit & Martin that day and escaped via elevator shortly after the shooting started. Today is the 29th anniversary and it is always a very sad day for me. RIP to all the victims, including John Scully who died while bravely defending his young wife, Michelle, from the shooter.
Damn you ain't lying.... damn memories....sometimes I wish I could go back and see everything the way it's was back then, and come back to the future when I'm ready lol....
I was a block away at One Embarcadero Center working for a lawfirm on the 30th floor looking out the window telling my colleagues " Hey guys there are police and firetrucks downthere!!" That was traumatizing!
I removed the bloodied carpet mere hours after the gunman died. I will never forget the red blood on the carpet, the expanse of fluid on the carpet padding, and the slug i saw embedded in the floor with grey matter that i removed.. I do not believe he shot himself. I saw the bullet holes in the stairwell wall before the drywaller mudded over them. I think the police got him in the stairwell... blood spatters upon bullet exit. I saw what I saw... Horrible traumatic experience for everyone and my heart still hurts for the families and friends of those killed that day. ..
@skeleton Tense and heavy. None of us wanted to be the people there. Several glances expressing what I perceived to be "Oh my god, this is horrible" or "Let's get this over with and get out of here" were exchanged. My coworkers and I waited in the loading dock area under the building until we were given clearance to access the scene. An ambulance was down there and there was a lot of bustling going on. The freight elevators opened with some Emergency Personnel who were wheeling out a gurney with someone on it. I don't think the person on the gurney was alive. Things were a blur. I may have blocked some memories of those moments. What I remember is we entered the freight elevator and exited on whatever floor we were supposed to. Exiting the elevator and entering the office, I saw shattered glass as I passed the conference room. There were police, firefighters, and paramedics, furniture movers, dry-wallers, painters and office people from the building going to and fro. I glanced at a fax machine on one of the desks and saw a faxed note with large handwriting on it which said, "We hope you are alright! Please let us know!" or something to that extent. We toured the office areas that needed carpet replaced. The desks were still in some of them so my coworkers and I looked around while the movers did their part of the work. I walked into the stairwell and that was where I saw the workers applying mud compound over what looked like bullet holes. The holes appeared to have hit the wall from an angle below from where we were. And in a moment, the mud knife spread mud over the holes and that was that. There was low chatter of voices, but it was mostly quiet. I apologize for not saying what I definitely recall, I may not recall things 100% accurately. But like I stated in my original post, I saw what I saw. 5 years later, on the anniversary of the event, I happened to have a business meeting at 101 California. I was not aware that it was the anniversary, but as I approached the entrance, many people were gathered in the plaza. I listened to the memorial service and was able to approach some of the family members of the victims and I explained who I was and my small part that day. Each of them were gracious and appreciative and we hugged one another. It was healing, but still so sad... That's all I want to say about it...
My mom was in the elevator with the gunman on her way to an interview when she felt the gun to her back. Luckily she complied with him and was able to escape. That was one of the things that led to years and years of alcohol abuse and unfortunately she passed when I was in eighth grade.
