“Guess who they trampled,” Mr. Robinson said. Mr. Robinson, across the room, nodded, adding, “He kept me from being crushed completely.”PhotoAt least the ambulance was nearby. Keith Brown, one of the “vollies,” as Mr. Robinson calls volunteers, did the driving. The others, which send two emergency medical technicians, cannot. I don’t see the color of the skin.”Looking back, Mr. Robinson said he had credibility in the neighborhood because of his past.

Source: New York Times December 31, 2017 15:00 UTC