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.