Horror in Chicago
Just had a horrible sense of deja vu after reading how 12 people died at a Chicago party last night when an overcrowded third-floor porch collapsed.
It was one of those Lincoln Park 1920s-era apartment buildings, with wooden porches out back that were never built strong enough to accomodate 50 people and a keg. The third floor just pancaked down--taking the second floor and first floor porches down with it (the people who died were likely on the first two floors).
The exact same thing happened about six years ago in Chicago at my friend Justin's apartment building. Justin lived on the second floor and was minding his business when he heard the porch out back collapse. Partiers from the floor above him were suddenly walking through his apartment, dazed, bloodied and confused. Apparently the third floor porch had just fallen, but stopped at his level. Luckily, that meant a lot of injuries, but no deaths. It really shook up Justin and his roomies, however-- his apartment suddenly looked like a scene from "Night of the Living Dead."
Justin's building got its 15 minutes of fame after that, but obviously -- judging by what happened last night -- no one in town learned their lesson.
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