When the fight broke on Brighton Road, traffic stopped. Some
old man hit the pavement and they ushered in the cops, and
the camera crews arrived, and people gathered all around - as
the sun beat down. Picked up the phone: “It's no emergency,
but come on over quick.” Ricky drove his old Ford truck over
to give us both a lift. Headed for the hospital, that big
one downtown – as the sun beat down. It was a day that broke
records, melting tar on every block. People dropping from
the climate in the streets. Something died inside the
sweltering garage – a sacrificial lamb in honor of the heat.
As the sun beat down. August 23rd, 1959: got word from the
hospital that there hadn't been much time. A screaming baby
boy now slept without a sound – as the sun beat down.