When Bad Things Happen 
For any number of reasons, this is a blog I didn't want to write, not the least of which is that I wish the horrible thing that happened in Springfield last Tuesday had never happened. The abduction and murder of an innocent 10-year-old girl by a man she didn't know is almost too horrible to comprehend. When it was later discovered that this same man was employed at a school within our district for 17 years, we were both shocked and horrified. Our feelings of safety and security were shattered. Many wondered if they would ever allow their young children to play outside again. Added to the feeling of helplessness was the fact that many of us were so aware of the unfolding drama. We heard the Amber alert go off shortly after 7:00 p.m. We watched the news unfold and became aware that the kidnapping had been witnessed by people who tried to intervene. (How often does that happen?) We were familiar with the neighborhoods where the events unfolded. Later that night we learned it wasn't good. The next day, folks all over the city went to work and school with heavy hearts and mixed emotions--sadness, confusion, fear, apprehension and anger. It was a difficult day. |
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