You may have noticed Passport Stamps has been a little quiet lately. Between the demands of the day job, travel and events to promote the book, and life in general, it’s been difficult to find time to sit and write. On top of that, it’s been difficult to find words. It seems that every time I sit down to write about the latest bit of bad news in the world, the story shifts before I finish a piece, or something happens somewhere else.
I hope you enjoyed your time back at Lehigh. Thank you for modeling healthy mental health practices with this needed and deserved break.
Words all seem so inadequate.
When I first learned of the shooting, I messaged a friend who used to work in the ER and as a flight nurse/paramedic for the hospital in Lewiston and let him know what was going on. His former colleagues were going to be in for an awful evening. Then my brother-in-law was sent to Lewiston in his capacity as an ATF-E agent to assist in the search. Colleagues who lived in Maine brought their children to work with them on Thursday and Friday because all the schools were closed. Companies operating in the same industry as ours were all shut down which is not something we even did during Covid.
This was awfully damn close to home.