As of May 1, 2008, there have been 233 suicides from the Coronado Bay Bridge.
  • As of May 1, 2008, there have been 233 suicides from the Coronado Bay Bridge.
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What would you do at witnessing someone about to jump from the Coronado Bay Bridge? Consider the tale of real estate appraiser Bryan Knowlton, a 42-year-old resident of Kearny Mesa. On Thursday, May 12, Knowlton left his office near home and headed for Coronado, where he had an 11:00 a.m. appraisal appointment. “It was about 10:30 as I was driving over the bridge,” he tells me. “I like to arrive a little early to take pictures of surrounding properties.

“But traffic was backed up, and everybody was trying to get out of the right lane to go around a parked car. Driving by, I saw a lady looking over the wall, and there was a big bottle of wine on her hood and a smaller bottle of beer.”

In an instant, Knowlton decided to get out and talk to the woman. He pulled up a few feet beyond her car and went back. “I walked up and looked over the side,” he says, “and I said to her, ‘Man, this is scary up here.’ I started asking how she was doing and so on. She told me her car was broken down, though it was still running, and then she walked around to take the keys out of the ignition. And I asked if I could just hang out with her a while. I was trying to stay close the whole time so I could grab her if I needed to. I asked her if she had any kids ’cause I have a couple of my own. And did she have any other family? So I was talking to her and talking to her, but she wasn’t having any of it. She only kept mentioning that her car broke down. She said, ‘I’m waiting for a tow truck, and they’re on their way, and I’d like to just wait here by myself.’ ‘You know,’ I told her, ‘I just don’t feel comfortable with that. Can I hang out with you? I’ll have some drinks with you and chill out.’ At that point, she seemed to be getting bored with me and said, ‘All I want you to do is leave.’”

By then, the woman had started “pounding the wine, taking big gulps, and I thought she was trying to get drunk,” says Knowlton. But the alcohol had not yet taken much effect. She was outwardly calm and was listening to music on headphones. Knowlton says he then offered to give her $100. “Let’s go get some lunch in Coronado and sit on the beach and talk,” he told her. But the woman was not interested.

So Knowlton went to his car and called 911, asking for advice during the conversation. He was told that the highway patrol was already on the way and that he should not put himself in danger. Within seconds, he heard sirens. “I looked in my rearview mirror,” says Knowlton, “and the lady was panicking. She started around to the driver’s side of the car, and I thought she was going to toss the bottles inside and drive off. I got out and was walking toward her. And the police cars were now forcing their way through traffic. But the lady came running back around her car and toward the wall of the bridge. I hurried up to her and grabbed onto her as tight as I could, and we ended up leaning against the wall. At first, my butt was up against the wall, and only later did I realize how low that wall is, maybe three feet or a little more.” (A 1999 Caltrans fact sheet states: “The 34-inch-high barrier railings are low enough to allow an unobstructed view while crossing the bridge.”)

“Meanwhile,” Knowlton continues, “the lady was yelling at me to let her go, and she was trying to get over the wall. Then she began hitting me over the head with the wine bottle and pulling my hair. She seemed very desperate, and finally she goes, ‘If you don’t let me go, you’re going with me.’”

But the bottle fell to the ground, where it broke, and the struggling pair fell on top of the glass. (The sandy-blond Knowlton, who is a little over five feet eight inches tall and weighs 160 pounds, says the woman was slightly shorter but about the same weight.) “By then,” says Knowlton, “two highway patrol officers were there, and they dragged us to the middle of the road. Both of them jumped on us because she was still struggling. I heard one of the cops say the word ‘Taser,’ and I thought, ‘Oh, no, I’m attached to her. How’s this going to work out?’ Suddenly, though, she yelled out ‘Fine,’ and she stopped resisting, and the cops handcuffed her.”

The police took information from Knowlton both on the bridge and at the old tollbooths on its west side. “One of the officers shook my hand and thanked me for helping them out,” he says. “Everything worked out perfectly from my point of view because I was sick to my stomach thinking she’s going to jump right here in front of me. I was very lucky that it didn’t turn out that way.”

As soon as he could get away from the scene, Knowlton called to tell his wife of 11 years what had happened, “and then I completely lost it. I was in shock for the rest of the day.” Word of the incident circulated quickly through his neighborhood, and his children, a ten-year-old daughter and a son who is eight, put out a sign on their front door for his arrival home. It read, “Papa, you’re a hero.” Later, pain reminded Knowlton of what he’d been through. “At the time the lady was hitting me with the bottle and pulling my hair, it didn’t feel like much,” he tells me. “But my head really hurt that night. And so did my upper back, which I think was caused by the officers jumping on us.” But the glass from the broken bottle he had fallen on did little damage. “I thought the sharp points might have stuck into me. But it was more like a little road rash,” he said.

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etacm June 1, 2011 @ 7:01 p.m.

Sadly, I think there are a lot of reasons others didn't stop that day. I happen to know two people who got into trouble with the police for stopping to pick up a confused military man who had tried to walk across the bridge, only to realize that the shoulder disappears only a few hundred feet onto the bridge. People are constantly told not to put themselves in danger, especially when alcohol and suicide is involved. Everyone I have ever heard talk about these situations asks that onlookers contact authorities, and do not get themselves involved. This man was certainly brave, and heroic, but it cannot be expected for others to go against what they are taught in this situation.

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FatCatSegat June 1, 2011 @ 7:19 p.m.

Doing the right thing is simply the quite obviously unique ability to shine as a human being under dire circumstances. Mr Knowlton is a brilliant example of not wasting any time on nonsense. He acted! Damn the torpedoes! He did the right thing and deserves to be recognized.

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clearsynergy June 1, 2011 @ 9:47 p.m.

I just read a magazine article (sorry I don't have the reference) that if you encounter someone attempting suicide, the best thing is to ask them to help you with something YOU need. The claim of the article is that almost everyone who is trying to commit suicide will respond to another person's need, and that will distract them from their own intention to depart. I thought that was a pretty interesting idea.

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r1man June 3, 2011 @ 8:34 a.m.

This artical reminds me of a story my father once told me. My Dad used to ride his motorcycle to work at North Island. On one such trip over the bridge to get work the traffic was backed up so he made his way though on the motorcycle. One of the bueatys of motorcycles. Then at some point he came upon a car parked on the side. Dad said he saw someone "hanging" over the side. All he cuold see was the mans hands and eyes. They made eye contact and the man let go. Dad stopped the bike and went to side of the bridge to look. Nothing. He couldn't see any signs of the man who he had just made eye contact with.

My father, a Vietnam vet, said it creeped him out pretty bad. Dad said it was wierd knowing he was the last person the poor guy saw before ending his life.

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Geraldwb777 June 5, 2011 @ 9:17 p.m.

Bryan Knowlton is a Hero, in the truest sense of the word. The same thing happen to me on a morning in July 1996, with a couple who wanting to jump of the bridge as I drove to work on North Island. What surprised me was that as I was talking with the couple, there were people driving by shouting "Jump" I was able to talk the woman down, but, like Mr. Knowlton, I had to fight with the man once I was able to grab him and pull him down to the ground. I often wonder what happen to that couple. I salute Mr. Knowlton.

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Submariner June 15, 2011 @ 12:17 a.m.

For the record, there's no such thing as the "Coronado Bay Bridge," just as there's no Coronado Bay. It's the San Diego-Coronado Bridge, stretching over San Diego Bay to link the two cities in its name. Just sayin' ...

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