When they arrested the San Francisco Pipe Bomber living next door to me in the mid eighties, there wasn’t peep in local neighborhood newspaper the next day. I recall the Chronicle said a few things, but not the location of his arrest, the blocking of our street, or the hauling out of his garage next to mine all those bomb parts.
So I get a kind of rueful giggle when SacBee sends me an email like THIS.
i was the guy that was in the building that was bombed.
🙂
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Geez. I’m stunned. I remember. Those kinds of experiences between two, whom, would otherwise be strangers, are I guess, the very stuff of Humanistic thought.
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