#16 Virginia Tech

I remember the day in 1967 when I drove there with a girl I was dating in college -- Lynn. She went for an in interview and later transferred there, and I never saw her again. But the campus left a very positive impression on me. It was such a big campus in such a beautiful small town. We used to call it VPI back then -- Virginia Polytechnic Institute. Nowadays we drive nearby every time we travel down the Roanoke Vally on our way to Asheville. The beauty of the area contrasts so sharply with the horror of yesterday's tragedy.
The recording of the shooting we are all seeing was recorded on a cell phone by a grad student who is from the West Bank of Palestine, which we all associate with violence. He saw worse violence in Blackstone, Virginia, than growing up in the Middle East. It is all a little too sad for me to handle.