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Wednesday, August 11, 2004

I visit this site several times in a usual day. Right now I do not have internet access at home, so I am always at work when I visit with all of you good people. I manage a small business. I'm usually by myself and when I'm not helping customers I tend to surf the net. I tell you all of this because just a few days ago I was afraid that my life was going to end just feet away from my monitor that still had fireflyfans.net still displayed. This past saturday (we open half a day) about 11AM I was about to go get lunch, business was slow so I figured I would break the monotony and have an early lunch. So there I am sitting at my desk surfing this site about to go to lunch. I get up to run to the bathroom real quick before I left, and I hear the chime go off on the front office door. I come back in, ask the man if I can help him, and he responds by brandishing a 9mm handgun and demanding all my money. That's the image I cannot get out of my mind. The one where I see him standing there, I see his right hand slowly moving toward his left hip and I know what is about to happen but was helpless to stop it because he was not moving slowly like he does in my mind. The fact is he was upon me before I could hardly even react. Long story not quite as long, I give him all the store's money then I give him all of my money, then he gets the security tape, and he tells me to go to the very back room and lay face down on the floor. This is the second moment that stands out in my mind. When he ordered me to go to the back and lay down FACE FIRST, I knew it was over. I just had a feeling that I was done for, so I pleaded for my life. Begging for my life, it's a strange new sensation that I'm neither proud of or care to ever experience again. Well, obviously since I'm typing this to you now, you know he did not pull the trigger. He handcuffed me behind my back and maced the hell out of me. I could not see anything, my hands were useless, but I was able to get the sink faucet to turn on with my nose. So after about 10 or 15 minutes of holding my face under the water I was able to see a little bit. I was still very scared because I had no way to tell if he was still in the store, but I had to do something. Once I could see again I slowly checked the office to make sure no one was in the store. It was empty, but there was a piece of mail on my desk that had not been there before. The mailman had come in while I was writhing around in the back, but we did not hear each other. I finally got out and had someone call the cops. I was in those cuffs about 45minutes. All in all not the best weekend I've ever had. This is my first day back at work. I like having this online community to share with, epecially now since I was afraid that I would never be able to log on here again much less enjoy the BDM next april with all my fellow Browncoats. I will end here by saying that this is one Browncoat that is really happy to be here with you good people.
Be Safe.

COMMENTS

Saturday, August 14, 2004 5:25 PM

CARNYASADA


I can only echo what others have said, plus pass on what the cop who took the report of my mugging told me:

The folks who do these kinds of things tend not to lead very nice lives or know very nice people. What goes around will most definitely come around to them, and sooner rather than later.

Thursday, August 12, 2004 2:17 PM

NRKANGEL


Whoa! Well Cap, you sure live life on the edge down there in 'Bama, don't you?

I'm sure glad to hear that you and yours are ok and that the only cost was money. In time, that can be replaced.

Good to hear that you saddled up again. Lot's of people who've been through what you have wouldn't even be able to face the front door much less what was on the other side.

They say that heroes are people with uncommon courage. I don't know about that. Uncommon courage is like winning the lottery. It just has to happen one time. Real heroes face life day to day and don't give in to the bad stuff that happens to everyone in life.

You're alive. You did great, so stay courageous and keep flyin'.

Thursday, August 12, 2004 9:27 AM

CAPTAINCDC


Thank you Browncoats. Your kind words of support touch me in a way I can't really describe. I think this experience has changed me. I guess time will tell whether in a positive or negative way. Just an update on the status of the apprehension of this scofflaw. He hit like 5 more businesses after mine and the federal marshalls tracked him to a hotel where he ran over a marshall and they started a massive manhunt with the federal b i and atf agents. They finally caught him this morning. The police showed me a picture but I could not recognize him without his "get up" on. The police are pretty sure this is the guy, so at least the bastard will be put away for a while. The feds and cops don't take kindly to one of their own getting assaulted. After he was caught, I found out the same guy had been wanted for attempted murder and rape charges along with various and sundry other criminal offenses. I feel very lucky to be alive and conversing with you good people.

Wednesday, August 11, 2004 11:30 PM

ROWAN


WOW Captain what an absolutely terrifying experience, I was horrified reading what had happened to you! (it brought tears to my eyes) I am soooo very glad that you survived it. I understand only a little of what you experienced because I was robed at my till at work but no weapon involved. He just hit me in the chest but I understand that slow motion thing you describe. I've been close when mace was used and I don't know how you even managed to breath, that stuff is deadly! I was calm while it all happened (I was foolish and fought back) It didn't hit me until much later then I got the shakes. Maybe since this page was up on your monitor at the time we were watching over you in some special way ((((((((((((captaincdc)))))))))))

Wednesday, August 11, 2004 2:43 PM

TRUTHSEEKER


Thank the gods you're safe! I have a friend who was in a very similar situation several years ago. She said that although during and right after the whole thing she felt an eerie sort of calm, survival mode, I guess, the experience really started to affect her later on. She did attend therapy and found it very helpful. I hope you have support around you (as well as in cyberspace) to help you deal with the aftermath of such an extreme experience.

Wednesday, August 11, 2004 9:14 AM

DIETCOKE


Wow! Thank God you are okay. I can only imagine how you must have felt. Those kind of experiences stay with you a life time. I worked 3 years at a crisis center and heard some terrible stories. It helps to talk (or chat about it.)

My prayers are with you.

Wednesday, August 11, 2004 7:04 AM

CAPTAINCDC


Thanks everyone. It means a lot, truthfully.

Wednesday, August 11, 2004 7:02 AM

STLOUISPHILE


I'm sorry this happened to you!
I hope the police are able to catch this gorram SOB!

Seems to me he's experienced and bold and hopefully he'll slip up and get caught.

Take care. Be safe.

stlouisphile

Wednesday, August 11, 2004 6:16 AM

SHINYDUDE


OMG! As a person who also has stared down the wrong end of a gun in a situation similar to yours, I (and my Shepard) will say a prayer for you. I had never been more terrified in my life, and it truly gave me newfound respect (hope that doesn't sound cliché') for the friends and loved ones I have in my life. If you consider all us 'coats here to be in that special category, then I think I speak for many when I say 'Thank you', and thank God you are safe and with us!

Stay strong and keep flying.

Wednesday, August 11, 2004 5:29 AM

CAPTAINCDC


Thanks Shiny. I'm supposed to meet with the detective in the next couple of days. The same gunman has hit about 12 businesses in the metro area in the last week and a half.

Wednesday, August 11, 2004 5:07 AM

SHINY


I'm so sorry that happened to you, Cap'n DC! At least you made it through that ordeal in one piece. Hope the police catch that ruttin' bastard.


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