UPDATE: We made Ch. 9’s news last night, except Lance Barry, the reporter who showed up at the scene, kinda didn’t get the story right. I saw him there and would have gladly given him more details. But he left after a few minutes, thus missing the real story. And I wasn’t mentioned at all – which Melissa thought was pretty funny. And “allegedly?” My ass.
Watch out. Tonight at 8 p.m. an approximately 17-year-old African-American boy, approximately 5’6″ to 5’8″ tall, thin build, with a narrow, long face and extremely pronounced lips, wearing a gray and black hoodie and gray sweatpants and a gray skull cap, pulled a semi-automatic 9mm gun on my girlfriend Melissa and I in front of my apartment building near 13th & Race streets in Over-the-Rhine.
We were in her Toyota, parked along on Race Street, near the two large stone pillars on the perimeter of Washington Park, across from Music Hall. Her car was running (I was driving; she was dropping me off and we were about to split for the night) and I was able to speed away.
The boy first approached the car, Melissa rolled down her window a few inches and he asked what time it was. I then responded that it was 8 o’clock. He then reached into his shorts to reveal the gun. She rolled up her window and he began banging on the glass the butt of the gun. As I drove away he was able to break the back passenger window with the gun. I don’t believe any shots were fired and there were at least four people standing nearby.
Around the corner, at Tender Mercies on 12th Street, a fire truck and ambulance was parked with their emergency lights on. I turned quickly at 12th & Race streets east and went to the fire truck. Because Melissa is a Cincinnati firefighter I figured we would know someone there.
Luckily we did. I even had met a bunch of them before, too. One of them put out on the two-way radio that a gun was pulled on a firefighter. Several police showed up on the scene within seconds. Thank God we saw those guys. They were a major sight for some very sore, sore eyes. And they were awesome (thanks, guys).
Besides being extremely shook up and Melissa’s car window being broken, we are, luckily, all OK. But keep an eye out for this prick. And watch out for yourself.