I am weeping. Ugly crying. A mass shooting occurred at a community college south of here. A good friend teaches there. He is okay. Others are not. One paper reports a student eye-witness saying she saw her writing teacher get shot in the head.
Too, too close to home. A friend. A job I used to do. Students who are children and brothers and sisters. So much tragedy, so much hurt. I have no words for how awful this is.
I have just learned that my friend’s best friend was the first shot. My heart is broken.