My office is at Walnut and College, the third floor corner office of Lela Raney Wood Hall. It also sits about four blocks from Boone Hospital Center. I hear sirens all the time. For the past couple of months, every time an ambulance screams in my ear, my eyes instinctively well up with tears and at times I just sob. All I can think of is my brother's last ride while EMTs begged for a heart beat. Yesterday when I heard heard the sirens, I heard them, and hoped that the person transported would be okay.
Grief, frankly, is a lonely and self-absorbed place to be.
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