Today as I pulled into the parking lot there was a breaking news story that there had been a shooting at a local Elementary School. I couldn't help but think of what would be going through the mind of a parent that had just dropped off their child, and then heard this on their way to work. I mentioned the news to one of my friends/co-workers whose husband is a local sheriff deputy.
She came in to my office roughly an hour later to give me the update, and shared her husband's morning. Shift started at 6 AM. First call was to the parking lot of a McDonald's where a man had committed suicide, shooting himself in his car. Before the paperwork was done for that, he had to respond to an emergency less than a mile away where another deputy pulled a car over for a traffic violation, and the driver jumped out with a gun. The deputy shot, and killed him in the parking lot of a Daycare. Immediately following this episode (and again before the paperwork was finished) he was called to respond to the elementary school shooting. A teacher had been shot in her classroom (8 times) by her estranged husband whom she had a restraining order against.
This was all before 10 AM. At noon he will be attending the dedication of a local baseball field in the name of his best friend. A fellow officer who was shot & killed along with 3 other officers in a coffee shop the Friday morning after Thanksgiving.
I guess I don't have to look very far to see how much worse my day could be.
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