The incident at Virginia Tech is so incredibly sad. I listened to the radio on my way home last night. One of the roomates of a victim was on the air. She had known her roomate, Rachel, since high school, and she had to help Rachel's parents pack up her things. I was in tears listening to it. You never think this sort of thing can happen to your family, but it can.
In our own situation, the young man that killed my in-laws is going through the appeal process. It seems like it never ends.
I can't get my mind around the horror of that shooting. It's unthinkable. The young man who did it was clearly sending out signals that he was deeply troubled, but no one could do anything about it. Sorrow.