You may have seen this story around the national news the past couple of days. The lawyer killed was someone I knew. He graduated in the same law school class as BVZ (the year behind me) and was quite possibly one of the smartest, nicest, most genuine people I have ever met. I did not know him well myself and while he and BVZ were good friends in school, they had not really kept in touch in the years following their graduation. But I can't stop thinking about him. About his wife and his elementary school aged kids (he had a newborn in law school--that alone makes him a superman), about his firm and the legal community he served. About his friends and extended family, about all of us who were fortunate enough to cross paths with him. And about how everything can change in an instant.
It was a senseless tragedy. And was probably preventable. I don't care where you fall on the gun control debate, you have to agree. This madness has to stop.