This is oddly comforting and confounding at the same time.
My sister returned to Blacksburg last night for her senior year, a memorial service took place today at noon, and classes start again on Monday. I didn't go to Tech, but it is home, and April 16 shook me in a completely unexpected way. I don't understand these public outpourings of grief, this need to be close to tragedy. It angers me that everyone seems to want a piece of the action, and it touches me that so many felt the magnitude of pain that the shootings unleashed here in the mountains of Southwest Virginia. I don't know what to think about it.