I knew at that instant it was going to be bad news.
It's part of people's character that they would try to make some sense of it. It always seemed to me that Greensboro was a reflective community.
I heard screams and gunfire. I smelled gunpowder and I heard the groans of people dying.
I feared for my life; it was a life-or-death situation. In some ways, I've never really gotten it out of my mind.