She trembled when she told about it, and she cried.
Her name is Victoria Solomon. She is 26, a Red Cross disaster services volunteer. She had come to San Francisco not long ago from Texas, where she had done relief work during a hurricane. That had made her a veteran, but not a hardened veteran. And this story, on top of her fatigue, was more than she could bear.
The young man had come to her because she was in charge. She was running the Red Cross shelter at Marina Middle School, where 600 residents of the Marina District in San Francisco bedded down for the night. In her blue jeans and black cotton pullover, she certainly didn't looked like the boss. But she was. And he needed to talk to her.
"He kept coming back to me and coming back to me. He was looking for his girlfriend."
Not really his girlfriend, she corrected herself. He was looking for his friend; who happened to be a young woman. "He couldn't find her. I kept sending him back to all sorts of people, to check hospitals, to check the police, to check everything. But he kept coming back. He was like a recurring nightmare."