All I can see in my head right now are hundreds/thousands of parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins and friends grieving uncontrollably.
This just makes me want to go home and shut all the doors and windows and sit alone in the dark for 48 hours. Unimaginable horror.
"You miss 100% of the shots you don't take. We keep swinging here. That's just kind of who we are. We swing." - John Groce