After someone you love is gone, you rarely get the opportunity to talk about them anymore. You don't want to make your friends feel awkward and frankly, after time, you just don't have any new memories or stories to share. This is what I miss; John being a part of my life now. New people … Continue reading John
Throughout the years I've often wondered what John was thinking or feeling that day in the library. At Leawood Elementary School they told my parents that most of the killing was done in the library.My mom knew that John went to the library to work on his homework during lunch because he had an after … Continue reading The Library
We had a memorial service for John at Foothills Bible Church. I think John's was one of the first funerals out of all of those killed. We drove in a limo to the service. It would have been cool, if we weren't going to my brother's funeral. As we exited the limo, there were … Continue reading The funeral.
The next few days, weeks and months were covered in a haze of shock, intense grief, and media. I remember asking my mom on Tuesday night, the night of the shooting, if I had to go to school the next day. I don't think I went to school for about a month afterward. It was … Continue reading Saying goodbye.
On April 20th, 1999 my world was forever changed.