I spent most of Friday revising a grant, genotyping fish, and thinking about a great post I'd been churning around in my head the past few days (concerning gay marriage in Washington).
Looking back, I'm amazed at how trivial all that is in comparison. You see, at around 4:15 yesterday afternoon, Zach rang the lab and asked to speak to me.
Someone had walked into his office and started shooting.
He'd been able to get out, uninjured. ("I wasn't hit... I'm fine...")
Since Belltown had been sealed off, my co-workers encouraged me to head home and wait. I spent hours there, wringing my hands, fielding a few phone calls from family and friends who'd watched the news and connected the dots, pacing, and watching the coverage myself, until Zach finally came home.
And now he's home.
Posted by James at July 29, 2006 08:02 AM