On Saturday morning, my best friend texted me and asked if I’d seen the news. I hadn’t. I ran into the living room and flipped the tv on to see coverage of a shooting in Squirrel Hill. Squirrel Hill is a small community located a few minutes away from my dad’s hometown. I called him and we sat in shock. Not one of those beautiful souls had any idea that they would never make it safely out of their synagogue that morning.
I am not a professional writer. I am not here to share statistics or go off on terrorism. That being said, the event that took place on Saturday happened in Mr. Rodger’s Neighborhood. If you’re familiar with Fred Rodgers, you know he was the face of empathy, love and kindness.
Mr. Rodgers once shared, “When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, “look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping. To this day, especially in times of disaster, I remember my mother’s words and I am always comforted by realizing that there are still so many helpers– so many caring people in this world.”
I want to remember that amidst the sadness we are feeling for Pittsburgh right now, we are strong. We are a city made of steel and we will stand together to show our unity, love, and untouchable strength.