February 23, 2005


There are people in your life that you'll never forget. The people that I worked with at the shelter in Washington are just those sort of people.

I got an email today letting me know that one of the beloved volunteers at the shelter was killed today. She was killed getting into her car by a woman that was driving way too fast on the street. She was killed having just finished her volunteer shift at the shelter.

I don't have all the details. I don't know everything that happened. I just know that an amazing, caring, wonderful woman is no longer with us.

For almost 52 weeks, every week, Annie would come into the office and ask me how my husband was doing. This happend without fail. She loved to hear if things were going well. She would always ask about him if she'd heard something about the Stryker Brigade in Iraq. It was little things like that show of caring and emotion that helped me so much the year that he was gone.

The morning that he came home on leave, she was working. You would have thought it was her husband that was coming home. She was that happy for me. After he went back, she made a point to count down the weeks with me, growing almost as excited as me as the date grew closer.

Annie, I'm sorry this happened to you. I'm sorry that there is one less person in this world willing to commit to helping people in need. I'm sorry that you won't be there when I go back to visit. I'm just really, really sorry.

Posted by rowEn at 07:44 PM