[Rick Lee]

I got home from a business trip a month ago around 9pm. Mrs. Lee picked me up at the airport and I wanted to head right to the grocery store to get stuff to eat the next day and ice cubes for bourbon. I was so sick of hotel and restaurant food. About a mile from the store the road was closed. No cop cars, just orange signs and cones everywhere. I turned around to take an alternate route, two miles later same thing, road closed, could not access that store. I was so irate, knowing I had nothing for breakfast the next day. Turns out a red light runner had hit another car full of teenagers and a 14 yr. old girl lost her life. They were still cleaning it up and recreating the scene. Suddenly I felt like a total doosh for all my self-centered swearing about not getting groceries. Some folks had it a lot worse that night.