When I worked at the GE world headquarters in Fairfield, Connecticut, I would drive from Albany through Newtown every Sunday night and would return on Friday afternoon. My work buddy Bob, whom I talk about quite a bit in my book, lived there for several years with his family. It's exactly the type of place you'd envision moving to if you were looking for a tight-knot community that offered a kinder, gentler way of life.
You're already on major overload with information about last week's tragedy and everybody's opinions on why it happened and what should be done to prevent something like that from happening again. I won't add to that. Those of you who've been reading my stuff for a while already know what I would say.
It's all so sad.