Bridge of Sighs

This evening I attended a community vigil for victims of the mass shooting at an Orlando gay nightclub. It was quietly moving, thoughtfully inclusive, and carefully apolitical. The mayor was one of the speakers, but there was no speechifying. There were prayers and singing (not "We Shall Overcome," thank goodness), and many sighs too deep for words.



This is not to say there isn't a lot that could be said and should be said and must be said, and much to do. It's simply this was a time and a place for condolences and mourning and gathering with people of my town, and I'm glad I went.