hmm,
I drove by this AM and it wasn't as close to parking lot "A" as I thought. Because of the placement or the stuff on the fence, I always thought it was a drowning.

<You definitely fit the description of dolt!>

Whatever. There's a fact of life here: People die. They get killed; they die of accidents. It's gotten so that a person can't drive a highway or walk down a street without seeing memorials to people. And as often as not the people putting up these memorials don't even know the people who died. One case in point was the death of a girl in a traffic accident in Santa Rosa. She and her family weren't from the area; nobody knew her. But there was a memorial up on Highway 12 within a matter of hours. Why? Well, the Press Democrat newpspaper had published a story stating that her teddy bear had been visible in the wreckage.

Now, as to Capp Street, well, it can be a violent place. SF is not Disneyland, as I often tell people. It is a hard city. To quote philosopher Rush Limbaugh: "San Francisco is the pretty whore who won't love you back."

Sorry, but people die.