I was there.
Right across the street.
I was getting the mail at the mailbox.
I heard the shots.
I thought it was construction noises.
I spent the rest of the afternoon barricading the doors of the house.
It was the strangest day of my life.
There is not a day in my life that I don’t think about that day.
Jeff
My son had a 10:00 a.m. engineering class in the next building over. As he and others were arriving for class, SWAT officers yelled that they “get the *!&^@^* out of there”. When he returned to his dorm, he could see all the bodies being loaded into the waiting ambulances from his window. The students were devastated and like you, think of it daily. I’m not a psychologist, but from what I’ve observed of him and his CRU friends, the human psyche in its quest for balance and peace and calm has prompted the affected students to resume their lives with their new normal.
I’m glad you’re ok. I still say I need to learn self-defense methods offered by the NRA.