I grew up in a place where the term "senseless tragedy" was as regular as the weather forecast. It was in reference to the father who was shot down while defending the family business that left my nine year old friend without a Dad. It was about how kids were attacked because of the neighborhood they were from or the jacket someone else wanted. It was over sneakers and team rivalries. It was random at times. Completely random. Wrong place at the wrong time.
Some things never change. This past week a high school graduation took place. It was a day of promise and hope for a future full of chance and opportunity. For some kids it was the start of something bigger...something brighter. But as fate would have it another senseless tragedy occurred. This bright future might have burned brighter than most. When you see a star you just know it but I guess the heavens will know that sparkle now.
To the family, friends, teachers and coaches who helped nurture that shine and watch the comet blaze down the field I am truly sorry for yet another senseless tragedy. May you always be remembered as the star that you were.
Be at peace Isayah Muller.
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