I remember coming out to the truck, put in the key, and then got boom.

The first thing I said to myself when I heard the explosion is, oh my goodness, what was

that?

There was an explosion and my mom's truck blew up.

The police told me this bomb was meant for you.

And they say to you, who does not like you enough to try to get it?

I could think of no one.

How are the guys out there watching daylight?

I wouldn't believe this.

It's like watching a TV show.

The first thing out of my mouth was, there's no way they have the wrong guy.

You're telling us to go search for the one on the man?

There's a maniac out there.

He had two complete lives and lived as one.

It's like, well, it's you.

Oh, there he is.

We're looking at the life of the Hogan family of San Diego played out in brief.

Moments stretching across the years from the prosaic to the profound.

That's the mom, Connie, just after she gave birth to son Jonathan.

Okay, look at over here, guys.

One, two, three.

Good one.

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