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A neighbor of mine named Barbara Moore apparently was killed this morning. She lived in the apartment building across from mine which is owned by a different owner.
My upstairs neighbors described Barbara’s body as visibly black and blue when the ambulance took her away, her having two black eyes — She was taken away in an ambulance between 8:30 AM and 9:00 AM PDT this morning, and apparently died later.
I knew Barbara, but I didn’t know her well. She was profiled about a year-and-a-half ago when the San Diego Union-Tribune profiled her in an article about San Diego Pets Are Wonderful Support (PAWS) entitled PAWS works to help people and pets stay together. The photo is a thumbnail of the photo from the article (where she is seen with her cat Tiger); selecting the photo will take you to the Union-Tribune‘s PAWS article.
They have a suspect in custody — apparently her boyfriend. News cameras have already been outside my apartment photographing the scene for later broadcast.
Strange. Lots of uniformed police and homicide detectives outside my apartment building. Because this appears to be a domestic crime, I certainly don’t feel unsafe in my apartment building. That said; however, it actually is a bit disconcerting that she was so injured but that I didn’t hear anything. You would think that with someone that violently injured would scream, and since my tendency during the summer is to sleep with my front door open/my security screen door open and deadbolted…well, I thought I would have heard something.
I think that is the scary part: It leaves me wondering if something happened to me in my apartment, would anyone hear anything?
And oddly, I’m wondering what’s going to happen to her two cats. At least I know who would be taking care of my kats Bon-Bon and Maggie — I’ve previously made arrangements for them should anything happen to me.
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Update: The news is calling Barabar’s death one apparently caused by blunt force trauma, but the person in custody hasn’t been arrested at this point. I can only hope this actually turns out to be an accident instead of a homicide, but none of us in the two apartment buildings really knows…if I had to guess, based on the comments of my neighbors, the injuries lead me to believe it was homicide. I hope we’re wrong.
It looks too like one of my neighbors is likely going to take one of Barabra’s cats, and it looks like I’m going to probably add Tiger to my collection of kats. So, that would make the Sandeen Kat Kollective into the trio of Bon-Bon, Maggie, and Tiger verses the duo it currently is.
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Death on my street, tooOn Monday afternoon a neighbour across the street from me committed suicide on his front lawn. In the middle of the night he had broken into his ex-girlfriend’s place across town and tried to shoot her. He missed and then ran away. The police learned that he lived in a basement suite across from my house and staked out his place. He arrived home shortly after noon. The police approached him in the front yard and tried to talk him into surrendering. Instead, he pulled out his gun and shot himself.
it is a bit scaryI lived in this big apartment building on the North Side of Chicago a few years back. I came home one night to find my roommate had killed himself using a rope and a chinup bar in our living room hallway. I was so freaked out I was screaming like a banshee, called the cops, and ran outside to wait for them. Not one neighbor came outside to see what the screaming or police lights were about. I didn’t even see anyone peeking out the windows while I waited for the coroner and also for one of my friends to come by and get me (I never slept there after that).
When two men arrived from the coroner’s office with “Coroner” written on the back of their uniforms, when they wheeled out his body on a gurney under a sheet, one of my neighbors was coming through the same gate with his girlfriend. They stopped walking, but kept right on with their conversation. Not even paying any attention to what was happening right in front of them. Like dead bodies just roll by them all the time.
Maybe;It;s time to step-up and offer to take care of one of here cats. I had done that in the past and ended up with my adopted kitty not only outlasting the 4 cats I had at the time but becoming my closest friend.
Did you know it was coming?Out of curiousity did you know it was coming?
Dang that would be scary and sad….and my God people can be so heartless.
I bet someone DID hear that woman across the street from you Autumn and didn’t do anything about it. The “bystander effect” concept in social psychology tells us that people are often unwilling to take responsibility for a situation and simply hope that someone else will do something about it.
Have you ever heard of the Kitty Genovese case? Apparently she was stabbed and screamed for over a half an hour before anybody called the cops! Very famous case in psychology.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/K…
I almost always get involved.I can’t think of a single occassion in the past 25 years where I haven’t gotten involved when I knew criminal behavior against an individual was taking place.
And, that’s specifically because I’d want someone to get involved if something criminal were happening to me.
Oh I’m sure you would have!Especially after your involvement in the whole zapata trial and all.
That’s TerribleIt’s always upsetting when things like that happen, and if you live an a large metro area, they happen all too often. You might want to call the local PAWS office to find out what will happen to her cats, just to be sure they’ll be all right.
Immortalized in song by Phil OchsLook outside the window, there’s a woman being grabbed
They’ve dragged her to the bushes and now she’s being stabbed
Maybe we should call the cops and try to stop the pain
But Monopoly is so much fun, I’d hate to blow the game
And I’m sure it wouldn’t interest anybody
Outside of a small circle of friends.
-Outside of a Small Circle of Friends
My best friend stepped up and lost his life because of it…He was a wonderful man who believed a real man will not hit a women. He died this past Tuesday from breaking up his roommates daughters boyfriend beating the crap out of her. The boyfriend went to the kitchen while my best friend was checking to make sure she was alright and he came back with a butcher knife and stabbed him and the roommate. The roommate will survive. Unfortunately my friend did not. He was stabbed 6 times.
But he died doing what he felt was the right thing to do. To be honest I know for a fact if he had to do it over again he would. I will miss him terribly.
~*~*~*Toya~*~*~*
know it was coming?Very difficult to say. He didn’t leave a note or say anything to anyone — so we can only speculate as to his reasons. I knew he was having trouble finding a job, he was a professional clown(family legacy) and started having more and more trouble finding gigs in Chicago.
I had a passing thought like a week or two beforehand — but you know, one of those things that pops into your head and you immediately dismiss it as foolish or dramatic.
He seemed worried, and understandably so — he was unemployed. The last he had told me about his job situation was that he had a lead about a job in vegas that was going to be around 40k a year to start — plenty enough to take care of himself and also pay his half of the rent if I couldn’t find a subleaser.
I don’t understandnot getting involved. I’ve only had a very few situations like that in my life, but I’ve always reacted first, and only worried about what might have been later. How could you not? How could someone stand by and do nothing?