I just put my wife and youngest daughter on a train to Virginia. I hate goodbye. Especially at the end of summer.
Now I’m in a coffee shop with my oldest daughter, sipping a protein shake, listening to The Head and the Heart. Cause no one likes to be so lonely. No one likes to feel alone.
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One year ago I was living in Virginia, about an hour from Charlottesville. I often boarded Amtrak there when I traveled north to New York or Connecticut on business. And on more than one occasion I walked through the very intersection where a bunch of people were mowed down on Saturday when a 20-year-old white supremict from Ohio purposely sped his car into a crowd of people who had gathered to protest the presence of white nationalists and neo-Nazis.
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