Last evening (dusk) I was driving back home from the local grocery store when I witnessed a homeless female lying on the side of the road leaning on one forearm crying. I was crossing over a bridge in heavy traffic and there wasn’t anywhere to safely stop.
As I passed over I saw another homeless person (male) about 10-yards ahead of the female. Another civilian vehicle had already stopped and appeared to be on their cell phone. I pulled up slightly ahead and up on the sidewalk as I also called. While on the phone, I looked over my shoulder as I witnessed the male subject walking back to the female and began kicking her in an apparent fashion, to get her to stand up. Yes, they appeared to be together.
I was still on the phone with 911 as I stated the location, assault in progress, male vs. female, etc. The occupants of the car that stopped before me exited their car (female first) then the male followed. The guy stopped kicking her as the citizen female approached.
They were apparently attempting to console and separate the two. I continued to pass on updates to dispatch as I stated the assault had ceased. Apparently, the first responders never actually contacted 911 because dispatch had no other reports, which made my account important.
The situation appeared to be calming down so I slowly pulled away to a better vantage point. About that time I could see the Calvary approaching from my front. It just so happened to be a local 'she-bear' whom I knew, and believe me, she's no softie'.
Once I was sure the situation was under control, I continued on my way. Teaching moment, perhaps. I never exited my vehicle for a few reasons.
1) Dispatch needed accurate information as it unfolded.
2) The female that approached the couple was unthreatening and it appeared to be the right medicine to calm the guy as he immediately stopped kicking, as her male companion also calmly approached.
3) Had I joined the party at that juncture, I could have unintentionally embarrassed or otherwise provoked the guy to a different state of mind.
Also, had he pulled a shank, I would have had only one recourse. Naturally, I was just going for milk and cereal and I was too lazy to grab my Kimber ‘pepper-blaster’ (dumb ass).
In hindsight, I sorta felt like a coward but fear was never my concern.
Ok, let the critique begin…