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Lost Coast, April 2013
“If I only scrape a living, at least it’s a living worth scraping. If there’s no future in it, at least it’s a present worth remembering.”
Poems are hard to read
Pictures are hard to see
Music is hard to hear
And people are hard to love
But whether from brute need
Or divine energy
At last mind eye and ear
And the great sloth heart will move.
- William Meredith
— Quentin Tarantino
This fills me with overwhelming sadness.
The 6s and 7s look so strange — surely the figures are off, a digit missing. But that’s not the case, as the parents of those 20 children know well.
I can’t shake the image of Christmas gifts, ordered online just days ago, arriving next week at what for some is a newly childless household.
The impact of such a loss is immeasurable, the ripple effects endless. My friend Eric did a good job articulating this in a blog post after the Virginia Tech shooting. You can read it here.
“I think I also wanted to show that the world is not some big, scary place, but in fact is full of people who want to help you even if you are a stranger.”