Sunday, July 27, 2008


I woke up as my flight from DC was descending into Knoxville, and I had a thought: I am returning to a Stan-less Knoxville. Which means I am also returning to a Megan-less Knoxville (Megan = Stan's wife). It was a sad thought, and for a minute I didn't know what to do with myself.

The truth is that there's nothing to do except miss them and hope for the best for them and anxiously anticipate a visit to Saint Louis.

Today is a sad day in general, as our home has been witness to an incomprehensible act of violence. At about 10 this morning, a gunman entered the Tennessee Valley Unitarian Universalist Church and opened fire, ultimately killing a member and wounding many others. I do not aim to oversimplify this tragedy with my own meager reflections, though I cant help but feel a sense of loss and hopelessness. These things just dont stop. My prayers tonight are for the members of this church.


ck said...

that kind of violence is horrifying. it was during a kid's play too. some of those kids witnessed their parents getting shot in the head with a shotgun. this is the sort of thing you don't expect to happen in knoxville. i guess nowhere is immune to hate and senseless violence.

Lisanne624 said...

I was also shocked by the senselessness of the violence. I certainly hoped such a thing would never happen in Knoxville (or anywhere else, for that matter).