The Los Angeles Train collision that occurred last Friday, 9/12/08, did hit close to home, closer than I expected. A young lady, a senior at the high school near my home, was killed on her way to work at her parent's restaurant. She was a friend and classmate of my friend's children. My heart aches for her family. I lost my brother as a young adult and it leaves a gaping hole in your heart, life, and family with the attendent scarring. A life full of promise and hope cut short with no warning is so tragic and sad, it is overwhelming to me to think of how much she and all children lost too soon and their families, have been denied.
I was brought to tears to read of the heroism and caring shown by passengers and neighbors in the aftermath of the train crash. Fellow passengers and the people living in the houses next to the crash site were the first responders, evacuating and treating the injured, comforting the dying, and providing food and water to the emergency personnel. Los Angeles has a reputation as being a big, uncaring city. Please don't believe it. I have seen people come together time and time again, after the 1995 Northridge quake, the Glendale Metrolink collision three years ago, and the Wildfires last fall. Our home doesn't end at our front door, my neighbors have picked up my son's prescriptions when we all were sick and walked my dog when we've been stuck in traffic. We look out for each other and my Nursing Shingle is always out to help with a dislocated elbow, broken ankle, or elderly neighbor who needs someone to listen.
Thank you for "listening" and I wish and hope you have a home that includes your neighborhood and community.
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Community matters so much. It makes such a difference in who we are.
thanks for making yours a better place.
It's an amazing feeling when people come together to help others. It's part of the reason we moved to where we are now, living in a community of people who care is priceless.
It's good that people come together when it matters.
Sounds like you have a great neighborhood - and that tragedy does sound terrible. Good people come together at times when they need each other most. It's nice to hear sometimes we still know what the heck "helping your neighbor" means.
It's incredible how something so tragic brings out the best in people. One of the reasons I moved out into the country was precisely because of that sense of community that you don't normally get in the city.
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