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	<title>Comments on: where were you?</title>
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		<title>By: Kristine</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kristine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 03:12:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was at work with no internet access. I heard two cubicle neighbors say something about a shooting at a campus, but I couldn&#039;t make out where. I had been sending phone text messages to my friend who works at Ohio State all morning (hey, I didn&#039;t have anything to do but read stuff I&#039;d read 3 times already) and she wrote me back, &quot;shooting at va tech. 20 dead.&quot; 

I started calmly freaking out -- holy cow, that&#039;s close to home, what if my dear sweet niece was there for some reason or what about her friends from high school? I went over to my neighbor&#039;s cube and asked if I could read the scant details from CNN over her shoulder. One of them was talking about the escaped inmate, I corrected her that that happened in the summer. Something was said about bomb threats, I said that was fairly common. I think that was around lunchtime. 

My imagination went wacko between then and by the time I got home to catch the news and read stuff online. Then I had to call my niece, who was okay, but folks she knew hadn&#039;t heard from one of their friends (turned out to be Reema). I just had to tell her I loved her. She&#039;s not at Tech, but it could happen anywhere. 

Then I was sickened by the politicizing of it all.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was at work with no internet access. I heard two cubicle neighbors say something about a shooting at a campus, but I couldn&#8217;t make out where. I had been sending phone text messages to my friend who works at Ohio State all morning (hey, I didn&#8217;t have anything to do but read stuff I&#8217;d read 3 times already) and she wrote me back, &#8220;shooting at va tech. 20 dead.&#8221; </p>
<p>I started calmly freaking out &#8212; holy cow, that&#8217;s close to home, what if my dear sweet niece was there for some reason or what about her friends from high school? I went over to my neighbor&#8217;s cube and asked if I could read the scant details from CNN over her shoulder. One of them was talking about the escaped inmate, I corrected her that that happened in the summer. Something was said about bomb threats, I said that was fairly common. I think that was around lunchtime. </p>
<p>My imagination went wacko between then and by the time I got home to catch the news and read stuff online. Then I had to call my niece, who was okay, but folks she knew hadn&#8217;t heard from one of their friends (turned out to be Reema). I just had to tell her I loved her. She&#8217;s not at Tech, but it could happen anywhere. </p>
<p>Then I was sickened by the politicizing of it all.</p>
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