Shooting

As I was sitting in my room tonight, relaxing after a long day at work and a trip to the Bronx to visit a friend, I was getting started on a new blog post. I was going to write about the most amazing thing I discovered today--the ice cream trucks in NY have soft serve ice cream in a cone!!!

It is very warm in my room (in the 70's today) so I opened my window. (Always a hard decision because of the noise, and when I was walking home I noted that my neighbors down the street were throwing a party.) But since I bought some foam ear plugs, I wasn't worried.

Then I heard a pop. A gunshot. And someone in the house directly across the street from me was shot. Not seriously. There was talk amongst the people outside, but no overt reactions. No one screaming. No one crying. Not much of anything. I saw a woman call for the ambulance on her cell phone. I waited. [picture taken from my bedroom window.]

About ten minutes or so later, a police car and an ambulance arrived. Then several more police cars. For about twenty minutes my street was lit up with flashing lights. Then the ambulance left. And the police cars. The party down the street is still going on.