Just another Thursday
I’m sitting here at my desk listening to sirens erupt every five minutes or so. Police sirens. Lots of them, crescendoing at first, then falling into silence.
This morning I stood on the street corner outside of my building watching police escort a somber-looking black stretch limo down the street. Despite the sunshine and spring weather finally upon us, it seemed like an ordinary day. But it wasn’t. It isn’t.
Today is one of many days this week that the city of Pittsburgh is remembering the three police officers who were gunned down on what seemed to be a routine call Saturday morning. They were shot at point blank by a very disturbed, very angry young man.
I felt sad watching those motorcycles go by. I still am, even though I don’t know the fallen or their familes. I guess it’s just one more reminder of how precious life is, how even strangers can be pulled together under both good and bad circumstances. I guess it isn’t just another Thursday.
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Tags: crazy world, fallen heroes, Pittsburgh
so sad. you dont have to know them to feel the humanity.
I hope they are all well through this time of tragety
Very sad indeed.
Really sad. Amazing how easy it is to get a gun.
That was a very sad thing that happened, indeed.
Very unfortunate for the ones who were lost and their families. ;(
Thanks for your comment today too.
Wow, Susan, I watched a similar motorcycle through my neighborhood last week for the same reason: four cops shot. Thinking of you.
I know the feeling. Every time a C-130 flies overhead it makes me wonder if it is carrying yet another soldier killed overseas.