Tragedy in a Small Town

I'm no fan of Eudora Welty. I read her book, The Optimist's Daughter, and was not impressed-- although I was engaged until the very end. But elsewhere, she does have this to say:

Southerners tend to live in one place, where they can see whole lives unfolding around them. It gives them a natural sense of the narrative, of the dramatic content of life.

Today, the dramatic content of life unfolded in a most tragic way. 

Details are sketchy but what is certain is that a 52 year old man, a 13 year veteran of the local police force, with six kids and five grand-kids, was killed by some bad guys. He was off duty at the time.

A. Leland commented that things like this happen every day in Chicago. 

They do not happen every day here.

We did not know the officer, but I did recognize him from the football game the other week.

To be honest, I'm not much of a prayin' person, except when I have no other recourse. But to those of you who are, please pray for Keith Crenshaw's family. And please pray that those who are still alive (some died) who contributed to Keith's death burn in eternal hell.