And it still wasn't the saddest thing that the army man killed his wife as she was dialing 911 for help, or that their son is now in the care of relatives, motherless and soon to be fatherless.
What I cannot get past is that the officer, Ashley Guindon, had just been sworn in on Friday morning, and Saturday night she was out working her first shift ever along with her field training officer (who was also shot). Her first few hours on the police force, and she never got to go home.

We seem to spend a lot of time in this country bickering about guns and who needs guns and how we are guaranteed the right to have guns, and here we are, more people dead. I'm not about to brook any discussion of gun rights or how sensible it would be to have every American strutting down the street with a firearm on their hip. You have your opinion on that and I have mine, and nothing about either of them will change.
But I've been hearing a lot about compromise lately and how good it is for the country to have all sides come together, have a frank discussion of feelings and beliefs, and find some common ground.
I will think we've made some progress on this when I start seeing people saying that no matter how they feel about gun ownership, that entirely too many people are being killed by them. That's it. No ifs, ands or buts. No more words from either side. Too many people are being shot and killed. Can we get an amen on that, and then start from there to figure out how to be better?
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