Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Spent yesterday covering the Amish Columbine for the day job, and I am headed back to Lancaster County for follow-ups today.

It is by far the biggest story I have ever covered. It dwarfs the NCAA Tournament, or any sporting event.

It is not the first tragedy I have covered. I have written about a soldier who died in her husband's arms in Iraq and soldiers who never made it back to those they loved. I have covered domestic shootings and a Cub Scout killed by a tree falling on his tent.

Every time it makes me long for the days when the worst news I reported was a blown-out knee.

Every time it reminds me that life is too short under the best of circumstances.

Hug your kids today. Hug them every day.

Kiss the wife as often as you can get away with it.

If you are a spiritual person, meditate or say a prayer.

As my colleague Terry Burger wrote today (in a column I cannot find a link to), don't just pray for the dead Amish girls, or the five still in the hospital.

Pray for all of us.
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