A week or
so ago, we endured the most awful few days I can remember in a long time. Sure,
in 2004 we were hit by three of the four major hurricanes that nearly beat our
state to death. We lived without water. Without electricity. And we did so in
hot and humid conditions.
But this …
these events—the murder of Christine Grimmie, the mass shooting at Pulse
Nightclub, the alligator attack and subsequent death of little Lane Graves
while vacationing at Disney with his family—took us by surprise. There were no
warnings. No one on The Weather Channel told us to baton down the hatches.
