Monday

There was a fatal shooting on the highway by my office on Friday morning. It is being investigated as a road rage incident (on a Friday no less) My friend from Sweden is happy to be leaving, he says this type of thing makes him uncomfortable...uh yeah. What's sick is we get used to it.

I was thinking about this on the way in, and I'm reminded of an incident that happened when I was in the 6th grade. Late one Friday night a classmate of mine was shot and killed at random while driving home with his family from a high school football game. The killer shot at two other vehicles also killing a 26 year old man. It's hard to fathom what Steve's family must've gone through, as I recall no one else in the car was seriously hurt. As a parent I can't imagine such a thing. I thought about this for weeks after, and even now it's upsetting to me. In many ways this is in an unresolved issue for me, I never told my parents how it effected me, so they were not much help. I would always hide emotions from my parents.

So today I dedicate this post (such as it is) to the memory of Steve Gaulden RIP


oh that.....yeah my team sucks, too many problems to address here though.


R