"It broke my heart."--Allie, age six.
Teddy bears and football jerseys. Pinwheels and flamingos. Rosaries and roses. Volleyballs and wind chimes. Balloons, cards, collages, letters, posters, notes, Popsicle stick art, and sculpture. A muddy hill. Makeshift crosses. Rachel's car.
There are many images I will always carry with me from my week in Littleton--the grace and resilience of the Columbine students as they eulogized their classmates and thanked their teachers, calmly describing the day "we all had to run for our lives." The bandages, kind words, and brave smiles of the survivors.
The love, pride, and protectiveness in the Columbine principal's eyes as