The
tragic death of an innocent mail carrier has stunned my small city.
This
middle aged father and grandfather was gunned down in broad daylight,
not but four houses and a fence away from my own house, in a
neighborhood I drive past and occasionally through several times a
week. His alleged killer is behind bars, charged with 2nd
degree murder.
The
community is shocked and appalled, the mayor ordered flags on federal
buildings to half mast, and every politician has offered the
appropriate thoughts and prayers to the devastated family.
The
first rumor, that he had maced a dog on his route and the killing was
the owner's revenge was quickly dismissed. The second, that he had
tried to intervene in a case of domestic abuse has more staying power
but the truth is that the investigation is ongoing and at this point,
no one really knows for sure what happened. A black mailman is dead
and a wild-eyed, tattooed, meth-addled white man with bad teeth is
in jail. The news reports that the shooter's girlfriend is arrested
the following day on drug charges.
It's
impossible to make sense of a world where you can be shot delivering
the mail.
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