i was waiting inform are a bus, and somebody leaned out the window and says cleve, somebody shot the mayor. i couldn't imagine who would want to harm george moscone. i got a taxi, and i got in on the vanness side. i ran up stairs, and it's been reconfigured since the earthquake. i had a key to the passage from the chambers in. i just ran in shouting harvey, harvey, and turned the corner and saw his feet sticking out into the hallway. you know, he only had one pair of dress shoes, an old pair of secondhand wingtips. i was only 24. i'd never seen a dead person before. it was so who ahorrifying, andi could think to myself was it's all over now. how could we move forward? he was such a leader, he was so important in my life. and we're trapped, and they're moving out the bodies, and all ai can think of is it's over, it's over, it's over. then, the sun went down, and people began to gather on castro street, like we're going to do tonight, and we lit our candles, and we marched down, and many of you were here, and we filled this entire plaza with the light of our candles, and i knew right t