descriptive firsthand account of fridge trucks outside of hospital…..
this anon notes …his dogs name is Hank
On a block in Brooklyn sits a refrigerated morgue truck. Marc Kozlow walks his dog, Hank, past it.
Kozlow shared with ProPublica several pictures he’d taken because he wants the country to take sensible precautions. “I understand the time that we’re in, and I understand how this virus is taking over everything,” he said. “I shared the photos with the intention that the rest of the U.S. knows to take it seriously. This is what the country should be aware of, and hospitals around the country should prepare for this to come.”
His account has been edited for clarity and brevity.
“It’s not a huge hospital. We have a dog. I have to take him out three or four times a day. All around the hospital is littered with surgical masks and used gloves that are not finding their ways into trash. I started thinking, ‘What the hell is happening?’
“And then two days ago, the trailer arrived. I didn’t think twice of it. I thought it was possibly one of the many additional medical supply trucks that the hospital needed. When I was taking the dog out for the evening walk, I walked past the truck. I watched a man in full protective gear work the trash compactor in a hazmat suit. A doctor and a nurse were walking and the doctor said, ‘They got mad bodies in there.’
A body is placed in a coffin outside Wyckoff Heights Medical Center. (Courtesy of Marc Kozlow)
“And then on Saturday morning, they started building a platform. They’re drilling and setting up this platform system on the street. They finished the platform, and then they basically carted out what looked like a body in a gurney, but I was very unsure of what it was and they opened it up and it was a coffin. The guys on the platform pulled out a body from the trailer, and put it into the coffin. About three to four hours later, it was like a conveyor line of bodies.
“This was about 6 to 7 p.m. There were at least 10 bodies going into the trailer. The first ones had bags, and then they were one by one on gurneys, and then they started coming two per gurney, they were just covered in sheets.
“We leave our windows open and we hear the hum of the refrigerator going all night long. It’s disturbing to know what’s in there.”
more:
https://www.propublica.org/article/life-on-a-block-with-an-emergency-morgue-truck-we-hear-the-hum-of-the-refrigerator-going-all-night-long