a guy named jerry hinson, a former naval aviator retired in the navy staff. worked in the same complex as my friend. he got outside and we got him some medical attention. and in the minute or two, as we try to catch our breath, me and dave tarantino, you look up in the sky and it's the same beautiful, beautiful september morning that it was when i got out of my car to start my day. it was dark when i got out of my car. and there's the clearest blue sky. it was just did that just happened? and i know i'm going back into find my friend. i knew he was not done. at that point, i was so fearful that i would never know him. and the story that just happened would never be known to jerry hinson. it was just spontaneity. i reached over and grabbed his name tag and pulled it off and stuck it in my pocket. introduced myself and said it's great to meet you. i'll see you later. and went back into try to find my friend. at that point, there was some compressed gas cylinders that started to explode and some pieces of the ceiling started to come down. so that was -- it was n