Scribblings

Here’s what I can’t imagine

I went to Catholic school from pre-kindergarten through college. I was taught by nuns. When I went to school, I felt as safe as if I were home because I knew those nuns would not let anything happen to me.

I can’t imagine one of them being shot in front of me and then attending the funeral. How do you do that? How does the teenage  mind process that?  I don’t know if I’d ever have gone back into that school again. Yet almost every month we have another shooting at a school and expect our kids to pick up the pieces, bury the dead and get on with their education.

Congratulations, NRA. You have officially reached the status of Nazis in my hierarchy of evil. And in my 71 years of life, no one has ever reached that status before.