What a sad night it is to be a Northern Minnesota resident.
In the last week I have heard about a man who has been missing in the woods near my home for at least two weeks now. Yesterday I heard about a man who went missing on his way out of this state for a vacation of sorts. A nearby woman was reported missing and then was found Sunday evening. Murdered. A convict ran away from the local jail yesterday evening and is reported to be somewhere out here by me and on the run. A local woman passed away from cancer this early morning. Many more have passed in the last couple of months. A young man was recently in a one vehicle rollover.
My heart breaks when I think of not only the people who were lost and the families left behind, but also for the dreams that have been shattered. I know that I for one have let myself believe that where I live is above violence and malice. I have been careless in my family's safety because I believed the quaint little area I lived in would never be penetrated by wrong-doers. I am openly admitting I was wrong.
So this is where I sit at this exact moment. I am pretty sure I am not alone in this deep feeling of dread and anxiety. You can wish for equality and freedom... hope for a particular Presidential candidate.... enjoy your own individuality... but there is something about messing with a persons safety or the safety and well-being if their family. It's crossing a line that we in Northern Minnesota have just never had to draw too boldly.
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