Friday, March 16, 2007
In Heart of Village, 4 Lives Intersect in a Chain of Violence - N.Y. Times
The paths of an ex-marine whose life had been unstable for years, a pizzeria bartender and two auxiliary police officers intersected in a mere 10 minutes.
... David R. Garvin, 42, was an ex-marine whose life had been unstable for years. He had worked in information graphics for The Wall Street Journal, but was fired for threatening a colleague. There were two divorces and two bankruptcy filings. In recent years, he wrote screenplays and made a run at directing and acting in films. But he found mostly frustration and, investigators said, had shown increasing signs of paranoia. By Wednesday night, his grand designs had given way to a darker obsession.
It was impossible to see it coming: the execution of the bartender in a pizzeria, apparently an act of revenge; the cold killings of two unarmed auxiliary police officers who trailed him, shot as they cowered at his feet while a videotape caught the horrors; the final shootout with police officers; and the gunman lying dead on Bleecker Street as wailing patrol cars swarmed in on a balmy night in Greenwich Village.
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Mr. Garvin turned right on Bleecker Street and walked one block east to Sullivan Street, where he encountered the two auxiliary officers: Mr. Pekearo, a bookseller and aspiring novelist who grew up in the Village, and Mr. Marshalik, who came to New York as a boy when his family fled the war in Chechnya. ...
The paths of an ex-marine whose life had been unstable for years, a pizzeria bartender and two auxiliary police officers intersected in a mere 10 minutes.
... David R. Garvin, 42, was an ex-marine whose life had been unstable for years. He had worked in information graphics for The Wall Street Journal, but was fired for threatening a colleague. There were two divorces and two bankruptcy filings. In recent years, he wrote screenplays and made a run at directing and acting in films. But he found mostly frustration and, investigators said, had shown increasing signs of paranoia. By Wednesday night, his grand designs had given way to a darker obsession.
It was impossible to see it coming: the execution of the bartender in a pizzeria, apparently an act of revenge; the cold killings of two unarmed auxiliary police officers who trailed him, shot as they cowered at his feet while a videotape caught the horrors; the final shootout with police officers; and the gunman lying dead on Bleecker Street as wailing patrol cars swarmed in on a balmy night in Greenwich Village.
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Mr. Garvin turned right on Bleecker Street and walked one block east to Sullivan Street, where he encountered the two auxiliary officers: Mr. Pekearo, a bookseller and aspiring novelist who grew up in the Village, and Mr. Marshalik, who came to New York as a boy when his family fled the war in Chechnya. ...
Labels: mental illness, murder
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