I mowed my lawn today. Yeah, I know, not the most exciting thing in the world,
\nbut it sure needed to be done. I didn’t want to do it. I really
\ndidn’t. And this time my reasons extended beyond my normal fits of laziness.<\/p>\n
I’m not afraid to admit that the tragic The actions of a coward have invaded my little world, much to the In starting the mower, a taste of fear and uncertainty swept through Not long after I began my yard work, the neighborhood slowly, but surely, It did make me feel better to get out and face my shadow. It made me I mowed my lawn today. Yeah, I know, not the most exciting thing in the world, but it sure needed to be done. I didn’t want to do it. I really didn’t. And this time my reasons extended beyond my normal fits of laziness. I’m not afraid to admit that the tragic shootings of the […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[2],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=39"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=39"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=39"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=39"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nshootings<\/a> of the last week were
\nroving around in my brain as I pondered whether or not to strap on
\nthe grass-proof shoes and venture into the yard. However, I am
\na bit ashamed that a touch of fear factored into my eventual decision.<\/p>\n
\nhappiness of the person responsible. I don’t doubt that this was
\nthe intended effect and, because of that, anger grips me.
\nWho’s doing this? Why? Is it some lone wolf who has gone completely
\noff their rocker? Is it a directed terrorist attack?
\n Each shooting seems closer to home, closer to family,
\nand closer to me.
\nTaken separately, each attack is a horrible occurence, taking advantage
\nof the daily life of a few to spread anger and fear.
\nTaken together, these events are truly tragic.
\nAs spoken by the Montgomery County Police Chief this morning, these
\nattacks are
\npersonal<\/a>.<\/p>\n
\nme. I took stock of my surroundings.
\nThe neighborhood was quiet – earily quiet. It was early
\nand only the sounds of the occasional passing
\ncar accompanied me. It was as if the community were bracing for trouble – people shrouded in their homes, pondering the unknown danger ahead.
\nThe sidewalks and yards were devoid of life, standing in stark contrast to
\nthe simple activities that brighten a normal Sunday morning. <\/p>\n
\ncame alive. A mower growled to life across the street. The whine of a
\nweed wacker could be heard coming from a neighbor’s house.
\nMaybe I broke the ice. Maybe I led the charge back to normalcy,
\nwhere panic and somewhat irrational fear
\nare replaced by the daily drone of life. Maybe I’m giving myself way to
\nmuch credit.<\/p>\n
\nfeel even better to see my lawn properly manicured. But, sadly,
\nit’s apparently not over. More of the innocent die. I hope
\nthe bad guys can be captured and quickly brought to justice. The lives of the
\ninnocent are not cannon fodder for madmen of the world and I need
\nfew new reasons to avoid cutting the grass.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"