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'Well, I've seen it all except for these four or five.' I see some of the most fascinating things
that people will ever see in their entire lives."
Webster and his team have also had some personal close calls. Like the time one of his
investigators was kidnapped at gunpoint while trying to serve a death notice. Or the time
someone pulled a gun on Webster while he was trying to load a body into a van. "I was
working graveyard one New Year's Eve," he explains. "First call I get is one at Yesler and
Boren. A dead Cuban male -- his name was Jose -- lying on the middle of the floor. He had
been dead for about twelve hours. All of his buddies are sitting around the room -- all drunk
and raising hell. They think Jose is sound asleep. Well, Jose is not sound asleep -- he's stone
cold dead. The cops leave and I start to pick Jose up and put him on a stretcher, and one of
the guys says, 'You're not taking Jose!' He reaches under a mattress and pulls out an old,
hefty .38. Fortunately, the guy was so drunk that I was able to grab it from him."
While King County's population has steadily increased since 1983 (now reaching 1.6
million), the KCMEO's caseload has deviated little. "People are living longer," Webster
explains. "The numbers of different types of deaths have changed. In 1996 we had 216
suicides; last year we had 238. In 1996 we had 110 homicides; last year we only had 88.
So we have a shift there, and that shift is kind of interesting. It balanced them out again, so
that we basically come out with the same number of deaths." Another interesting note is
that ten years ago, there were approximately 450-500 traffic fatalities in King County; last
year there were barely 200. "Everybody collapses and says, 'God, this is just wonderful,'"
Webster observes. "'We've got seatbelt laws, we've got three-point restraint, we've got
airbags, we've got stiffer vehicles, we've got better-designed vehicles, we've got lower
speed limits, and we've got helmet laws.' The problem is, it is saving people's lives but the
people with devastating irreversible injuries are now in what we call persistive vegetative
states. They've got these devastating head injuries. They haven't had a thought. They've
been straightlined into an EEG. So that's kind of an interesting twist."
After awhile, Webster asks, "Do you want to look around upstairs?" The autopsy room and
coolers are located upstairs.
"Sure," I reply. We head upstairs. I follow him down narrow hallways and small flights of
stairs that weave and twist and turn deep within the basement of the Harborview Medical
Center. Webster used to give tours of the KCMEO facility to medical students, but too many
bodies came through his office with infectious diseases posing a health hazard.
The KCMEO's doctors and investigators don't start working when the bodies arrive at their
office. Rather, their investigation begins at the scene of the incident, and their investigation
is intense. All bases are covered, and measures are taken to ensure that the cause and
manner of death are precisely determined. Webster runs a tight ship, and he needs to. "Our
doctors and investigators take the case from the scene to the trial," Webster comments.
"They know it's going to have an impact on them." At the scene of the death, extensive
photographs are taken -- of the body and various points of concern. The hands are bagged,
the ankle tagged, and the contents of the pockets emptied and collected. The body is then
wrapped in a nylon bag and brought into the KCMEO office.
The floor of the receiving area is unpainted concrete, and the area has the look and feel of a
grocery store backroom. It was here, at this area, that Mary Anderson's corpse was first
marked and weighed when brought to the KCMEO.
"When the bodies are brought in," Webster says, pointing to a security monitor in the corner
of the room, "they are moved into the elevator and brought up here." The security monitor
depicts a circular driveway where the KCMEO vans unload bodies. It is in this area that the
body is weighed and identified. The corpse is numbered with a black felt marker,
fingerprinted, and logged. After the body is weighed and tagged, it is moved onto a "tray"
with wheels and moved into the autopsy room.
The autopsy room is sprawling and immaculate. On the afternoon of my visit, no autopsies
are being performed and the room feels vacant and spare. Positioned around the autopsy
room are workstations complete with stainless steel sinks, surgical instruments, and
miscellaneous tools. The autopsy room is heavily shadowed -- the lights have been turned
down. And the room is incredibly clean -- no weird stains or blood-soaked sheets. I can't
help but think that the autopsy room -- with all its stainless steel sinks and shiny surgical
tools -- looks not unlike the kitchen at Tim Burton's home. "The bodies are brought here,"
Webster says, standing a few feet from the center of the room. The corpses are
photographed just as they are brought in -- in most cases, fully clothed. Then the bodies
are stripped, cleaned, and photographed
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