On Aug. 27th I worked from home in the morning to drive JP to a Dr. appointment. It was a strange visit: the parking lot was completely empty; normally it's like the mall on Sunday afternoon. She was just there for a routine blood draw, but the lab redirected her to the hospital. On our walk there I noticed there were flyers for a gun show on a table in one of the sitting areas. Very strange to see at a hospital!
We got back home and I was finishing up some work before heading in to work and then the sirens started. We're used to hearing one or two emergency vehicles going thru the neighborhood, but this was one after another. We went out to look and it was fire trucks, Minneapolis police, park dept. police, unmarked cars, and ambulances.
We turned on the TV and watched the coverage of the shooting at the Annunciation School a mile and a half away. It's across the street from the Kowalski's at Lynndale and 54th. It was the first week of school. The kids were in the chapel sitting for service when a nutjob opened fire from the parking thru the church windows.
We watched the chaos of parents running in the street looking for their kids as the police tried to secure the scene and determine if it was safe. I can't imagine getting a call that there's been a mass shooting at the kids' elementary school of 350 kids. It still brings me to tears.
I took the rest of the day off and we took a lap around the lake. It was a beautiful day, but the shooting cast a dark shadow over the community for the next week.