Aug 01, 2007 23:47
Tonight was the candlelight vigil for Julie. It was silent and strange because those there who should have spoken couldn't, so we waited in silence and let their grief fall heavier and more potent than any sermon.
In less than one year, 2 people who have been co-workers of mine have been murdered at gunpoint in murder/suicide incidents.
Both of them were good people... not just good people, but the best kind of people. Why is it ALWAYS the best people?