Yesterday was a pretty horrible day, the worst imaginable day ever for 20 sets of parents in Connecticut. I’m not going to write my blog on that tonight because I don’t have much to say which isn’t being said elsewhere.
I will say this, though. When somebody deliberately murders 27 people, including their own mother and 20 totally blameless children, journalists do not need to say “he may have had a personality disorder.” Of course he had a bloody personality disorder. Personalities don’t get any more disordered than that.
But, life goes on and to tell the truth, I had a pretty good day. Sam had a football tournament but it was way outside of Prague. So, Helena picked up the kids yesterday after school and stayed overnight at her sister’s place in Mlada Boleslav.
I didn’t have to catch the bus till 10:30 and I was up at 8, so it was a relaxing, quiet morning. I noticed as soon as I stepped outside that the sidewalks were icy and the streets likely would be, too. But the temperature went up to just above zero and the ice turned to slush. It was drizzly and foggy, too, but traffic was light and I got to MB right on schedule, and my Helena and Sam were there to meet me. They’d left Isabel to play with her cousins. She couldn’t care less about football.
We thought we were there early, but Sam ran into his teammates immediately and they went into the dressing room so we went out for lunch. Found a little jidelna right around the corner, the food was good and the price was right.
The tournament was way too long but, since Sam’s team walked away with top honors and he got a pair of goals himself, it was all worth it.
Then we picked up Isabel and, both as a reward to Sam for winning and since this was his last evening in single digits – he turns 10 tomorrow – we went out for pizza.
I am a happy man. I can’t imagine, I can’t bear to try to imagine, what those parents in Sandy Hook are feeling. Guns should be banned. Completely. Forever.
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