Yesterday, a shooting in a Connecticut school claimed the lives of 20 children and 6 adults. I cannot fully process that. I know I never will. I choose not to write any more, at least not today, about how I feel about this monstrous event. Like so many others, I just need to escape from it for a time. Unlike those whose lives were shattered yesterday, I can.
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I feel pretty much the same way, John. What can we say in the face of such a horrific crime? There are no words yet.