It was the biggest mass killing in the city's history. But that doesn't begin to tell the story of what happened that night in West Philadelphia.
"I was in this game," says Malik Aziz, a member of Philadelphia Making a Difference Against Guns, Drugs and Violence. "My mother raised me. She would never uphold me in anything that I did wrong. I used to get arrested, I would go to jail, do my time. She would never stand and tell nobody, a group of people, that her son was not involved. She knew I was involved.
"This stuff will never end until the families realize that it's wrong."
For the victims' friends, there is only shock.
"It don't seem real," says Randolph Henry. "It seem like The Matrix or some shit. In my mind, it's like I'm dead too. It's like, one day I'm just gonna realize it and just come to my grave ...
"If you read about me and you see that shit, I coulda been in there. And they my homies, and I know I didn't want them to be portrayed as no straight stone-cold drug dealers ...
"I want people to know that they had potential," he says gravely. "They could have been something. They could've been a lot."
Being Black: It's not the skin color