Thursday, April 8, 2010
The sun is still shining, the tulips are blooming in front of the high school, the auditorium door is open and yet, there is still no Tim Shannon. The world should have stopped and paused in honor of this gentle teacher's passing, one who touched so many people's hearts and souls, but on and on and on the earth spins, oblivious to the massive, palpable outpouring of sorrow from the hearts of all those he touched. My heart is ripped apart by your stranding us here in the wide wake you left behind. You are simply not replaceable.