NY Post – Andrew Hardy, 53, his shirt drenched in blood, appeared remarkably composed as he paced about the Jamaica restaurant at around 10 a.m., witnesses said.“He was cool and calm. But you could tell he was shaken up,” said Hardy’s pal, Michel Green, 43, of Jamaica. “I went to pull the knife out, but someone said, ‘No, no! It might have hit an artery!’?” Another customer said Hardy seemed to be saying his final goodbyes on his cellphone. “I’m pretty sure he was on the phone talking to somebody in his family or a loved one,” witness Tromaine Yancey told WCBS/Channel 2. “He was talking to them and telling them it might be the last time he’s speaking to them, he just wanted them to hear his voice.” Yancey said worried fast-food patrons put down their Egg McMuffins to keep Hardy steady on his feet until medics could arrive. “Everybody was standing there to make sure he didn’t fall backwards on the knife,” she said. Hardy was knifed a few minutes earlier when he tried to break up a mob of men hurling glass bottles at each other on Sutphin Boulevard near 91st Street, sources said. The brawl was just two blocks from the busy Jamaica Station commuter hub, which was bustling with Long Island Rail Road, subway and AirTrain riders
I blogged this yesterday but it was before any pictures of the incident surfaced. Can’t get any more nonchalant than this. Bucket hat nation, some stonewashed yellow jeans, Poland Spring bottle in your back pocket, kitchen knife in your spine, chit chatting on your phone as you stroll into Ronald McDonald’s house. As Big Cat would say, NBD but KBD.