Dateline Dayton – What a tragedy, the killing of all the innocent children and adults in Connecticut.
Unfortunately in the short time I have been writing for thefrontpageonline.com, this is not my first essay that has mentioned a massacre. You question what goes through a person’s mind that would cause him to do this.
These children did nothing to harm him. Why them? We probably never will know any of the answers.
He killed his mother. Why did she have all those guns? They must have been easily accessible by her son, whom she admitted was mentally challenged. The gun issue is complex. Guns don’t kill, people do. When guns are available to individuals who should not have them, tragedies occur.
Some question how God could have let this happen. God has given us a free will. Many times we do things not pleasing to Him. I am sure God is sad, just as He is when we offend him, even in a small way. You must remember our judicial system has found it necessary to remove God from our schools. It is time for the majority to take back our schools and our country!
Here is a poem I received in an email, written by Darrell Scott, the father of Rachel Scott, a victim of the Columbine High School shooting. It was part of his presentation before the House Judiciary Committee’s subcommittee: ,
“Your laws ignore our deepest needs.
Your works are empty air.
You’ve stripped away our heritage.
You’ve outlawed simple prayer.
Now gunshots fill our classrooms,
And precious children die.
You seek for answers everywhere,
And ask the question “Why?”
You regulate restrictive laws
Through legislative creed.
And yet you fail to understand.
That God is what we need!”
Pray for all the individuals and families affected by the Connecticut massacre.
All in My Family
Back to my family saga: Pauline’s brother Joe was still in the hospital over the weekend. On Saturday, Pauline dealt with his stuff at our house while I went to his place to pack up more to be moved. As things were becoming overwhelming at our house, I rented a storage facility for his items
In the afternoon we did attend Julia’s basketball game, which they easily won. Of the 17 points scored, our granddaughter made 8. After the game, it was on to hospital to visit Joe.
Sunday we went to church in Piqua, 28 miles north, where we met up with my sisters and their husbands. After church, we went out for breakfast before returning to Joe’s place for further packing and moving.
Late in the afternoon we stopped again at the hospital on our way home. Joe appeared to be a little better. His doctors said he might go home on Monday.
Sure enough, he was transported back to the rehab unit at Mercy Siena Home. Since our son Chris was off work, he went to the hospital to make sure everything went as planned. Pauline touched base with both the hospital and Siena to make sure the necessary arrangements were in place, especially that Joe would have a bigger bed. When Chris called to say Joe had left the hospital, Pauline went out to Siena.
Early on Tuesday morning, Pauline received a call from her brother, announcing he wanted to go to another facility. He was quite unhappy at Siena. When he broke his hip, he was in rehab at the Dayton Rehabilitation Center. That is where he wanted to go. Pauline checked and found they had available space. But she suggested to Joe that he give moving more thought.
The next day was no better. Joe still was displeased with Siena. Chris asked a social worker from hospice to stop by, and while he was there to confer with the person in charge to address Joe’s concerns – or complaints.
That is where we are today.
Mr. Hennessey may be contacted at pmhenn@sbcglobal.net
