Blonde Identification Mixup

It's old home week for me watching the National News. First the serial killer around the block and now the blonde girls from my alma mater.

My dad is on the board and was on the Presidential Search Committee. They were all preparing for the new guy, a culmination of my dad's and others' efforts for the past year. Everyone loves big parties, and the inauguration weekend was gonna be huge. Two vanloads of kids, doing the same banquet staffing job that both my spouse and I had done, went up to the Fort Wayne branch of the campus--one hour away--for preperations. There was an accident on the way back, and the second vanload (driven by my old boss) came upon the scene.

According to my mom, the driver of the second van had to wade through absolute carnage to help emergency workers identify the bodies. She spoke to the driver after the event. The driver didn't have words to describe what was asked of them that night.

I can't imagine the grief they must all be feeling as part two of this tragedy plays out in the national spotlight.

UPDATE: I dont' like to change blog entries because I like to be truthful. But I realised that in this case I didn't have permission to name the person who made the identification so I have altered the entry to protect that person's anonymity.