My plan was to land in Red Square, but there were too many people and I thought I'd cause casualties.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I approached Red Square three times, trying to find somewhere to land, before discovering a wide bridge nearby. I landed there and taxied into Red Square.
I should have died in ambushes a hundred times.
I thought I was going to be killed. The casualties were so heavy, it was just a given. I learned to take each day, each mission, as it came. That's an attitude I've carried into my professional life. I take each case, each job, as it comes.
I couldn't stand the idea of bloodshed, casualties.
Our house was bombed, and the roof fell in. We were sitting under the stairs of the basement, and we were quite safe, but it brought home the realization. In two nights 400 people were killed in small town.
I performed after 9/11 for relief workers down by Ground Zero. There were these men just coming back, and they were voraciously hungry. They were heroes, pulling rubble, and I was a new comic trying to go blue just so I could get some laughs.
By far my most perilous assignment was covering a tank car explosion.
I had thought about landing in the Kremlin, but there wasn't enough space.
I was in the Square at the time. The crowd was a most good-humoured, easy going, smiling crowd; but presently it was transformed. A regiment of mounted police came cantering up.
I intentionally aided them by being there and blocking an avenue of escape for the victims.