There are some things in life more important than sports. The recent tragic events in Paris have me reminiscing about feelings and thoughts I had as a nine year old regarding such evil acts. I was in second grade at Novi Elementary School in Michigan when the Sept. 11 attacks took place. It was a typical morning, until I began seeing my teachers crying, students being brought home by their parents and an overall feeling of devastation throughout the school halls. Continue reading “Evil, Paris and Perspective”
Evil, Paris and Perspective
