Sunday, December 11, 2005


Two officers on our New York Police force have murdered in recent days. One was a husband and devoted father of 2 small children and a very popular officer on the force. The most recent was a single son who took loving care of his parents and his dead sister's kids. These deaths bring an awful chill over the city, even in the midst of the Christmas celebrations for most. We are made very conscious of the precarious status we enjoy on the planet and how the greatest dangers we face are usually from our fellow travelers on life's pilgrimage. The close survivors will never have the fullness of life again and their days will be always interrupted by small reminders of their loss: the sight of an NYPD car or uniform, a Christmas light, a strange noise in the night and just the haunting massiveness of the city we love and fear.