I think I saved someone's life

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I think I saved someone's life two nights ago. I was over at the cowboy's house (more about that when I'm ready), talking, and we heard what sounded like, what was definitely gunshots. He lives in South Berkeley, like the next building over is in Oakland, one of those weird blocks. Our kids, his 3 and my 2, were sleeping in the living room. I called 911 on my cell phone. I figured no-one would figure out who called, and besides, we could hear moaning--it was soooo close. The cops came pretty fast--Oakland and Berkeley, cuz it's right on the boarder. I think, after the Oakland Hills fire in 1991, they decided overkill on overlapping jurisdictions was better than having a bunch of houses burn down for lack of coordination. Well, this guy benfitted, that's for sure. We could see all the lights in front of the cowboy's building, the cop cars. We thought it would probably be safe to check it out--lots of cops milling about. The guy who got shot was in the road, his bike was by the side of the road. I think maybe he was shot in the leg. He was awake as they loaded him into the ambulance. Do people die from gunshots to the leg? I don't know. It was creepy and surreal. I used to live in South Berkeley, now I live in North Oakland, about 20 blocks south of the cowboy, and above Telegraph. A better neighborhood. I'm a little worried about this cowboy, in the big city, alone with his three kids....I'm a little worried about this punk mom in the big city, alone with my two kids....