Exciting morning...
Oct. 9th, 2008 10:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
semperfionaAfter dropping Chris at work (8:52 am), I was driving along listening to the news. Several schools in St. Charles County have been closed for the day due to a massive manhunt around Hwy K, Bryan Road, Feise Road.
I drive along wondering why close the schools...dude is suspected of shooting a kid through the wall of a house in Granite City, yes, but that doesn't mean he's specifically preying on kids. Then I forget the whole thing since I don't go to school in St. Charles County and neither does my daughter.
I get off I-70 at Hwy K and drive along down to Feise Road, turn right (west). Huh. There is a backup of cars trying to go east and a large number of police cars. Wonder if there was a big accident. But that first car, the yellow van, has all its doors open, and then the cops walk away from it and she drives off. The cops move on to the next car. Light dawns. I'm not at my brightest first thing in the morning when I haven't had any coffee yet. Well, they're not stopping anyone going west, so I carry on.
Just before Bryan Road I find the roadblock for the westbound traffic. No backup to speak of, however, so my turn comes up right away. Officer asks me to pop the trunk. I push the remote button repeatedly, to no avail, and soon give up in favor of giving him the key. But the key won't come out of the ignition. Officer says, "Ma'am, put the car in park." I say, "Sorry, I'm flustered," extricate the key and hand it to him. He verifies that there are no murderers in my trunk, thanks me for my time, and I'm quickly on my way again.
When I get to work at 9:35ish, the normally-unlocked back door is locked. While I'm rummaging in my purse for my id badge/door key, my buddy Mark opens it for me and says, "Doors are all locked due to the manhunt." Aha, that's the point of closing the schools...it's a place the guy could've gotten into and hidden.
Get to my desk, and find that several co-workers who live in the immediate area have had far worse trouble getting here. John even ditched his car somewhere on Bryan and decided to walk the rest of the way--probably three or five miles. Matt's house is visible on the live feed from the police helicopter.
(Update, 10:35: just received an email announcing that the suspect had been captured.)
(Update 2, 10:39: John just got here, to a large prairie-dogging audience.)
I drive along wondering why close the schools...dude is suspected of shooting a kid through the wall of a house in Granite City, yes, but that doesn't mean he's specifically preying on kids. Then I forget the whole thing since I don't go to school in St. Charles County and neither does my daughter.
I get off I-70 at Hwy K and drive along down to Feise Road, turn right (west). Huh. There is a backup of cars trying to go east and a large number of police cars. Wonder if there was a big accident. But that first car, the yellow van, has all its doors open, and then the cops walk away from it and she drives off. The cops move on to the next car. Light dawns. I'm not at my brightest first thing in the morning when I haven't had any coffee yet. Well, they're not stopping anyone going west, so I carry on.
Just before Bryan Road I find the roadblock for the westbound traffic. No backup to speak of, however, so my turn comes up right away. Officer asks me to pop the trunk. I push the remote button repeatedly, to no avail, and soon give up in favor of giving him the key. But the key won't come out of the ignition. Officer says, "Ma'am, put the car in park." I say, "Sorry, I'm flustered," extricate the key and hand it to him. He verifies that there are no murderers in my trunk, thanks me for my time, and I'm quickly on my way again.
When I get to work at 9:35ish, the normally-unlocked back door is locked. While I'm rummaging in my purse for my id badge/door key, my buddy Mark opens it for me and says, "Doors are all locked due to the manhunt." Aha, that's the point of closing the schools...it's a place the guy could've gotten into and hidden.
Get to my desk, and find that several co-workers who live in the immediate area have had far worse trouble getting here. John even ditched his car somewhere on Bryan and decided to walk the rest of the way--probably three or five miles. Matt's house is visible on the live feed from the police helicopter.
(Update, 10:35: just received an email announcing that the suspect had been captured.)
(Update 2, 10:39: John just got here, to a large prairie-dogging audience.)
