I sat quietly as the names scrolled across the big screen in the front of the church. Some names I didn’t recognize, but most names I did.
The names were names of those lost to murder, drunk driving and domestic violence, and the gravity of the evening was not lost on this reporter. Many of the names I recognized because I had reported on their deaths.
I knew when and how these victims were taken from their families, but for the first times in many of their stories, I saw the people left behind in the wake of their senseless deaths.