Read: RAW by Peter Cantelon (@cantelon)

I have never re-blogged an article, and as it turns out, I don’t even know how to do it properly, so instead, I’m sharing it via a link at the end of my intro.

Normally, when I have something to say, I’m able to say it in my own words. This time, however, I’ve had difficulty expressing my thoughts clearly, and then … I came upon a blog last night that said what I could not say.

It speaks to the recent shootings in Quebec and Ottawa. It speaks to the unity of Canadian people, and it also speaks to a collective sadness. Over the next weeks, with the funerals of two Canadian soldiers, the nation will be mourning.

Cpl. Nathan Cirillo, a reservist, was shot Wednesday while standing guard at the National War Memorial in Ottawa, and two days earlier, Warrant Officer Patrice Vincent was run down in St-Jean-sur-Richelieu.

The killers were also Canadian, homegrown terrorists.

Please read the article, simply entitled:

 RAW

by Peter Cantelon

 

I don’t know Mr. Cantelon, but he has articulated his thoughts and feelings so well in his article, that I would be remiss in not sharing it. If you feel the same, please comment on and share his blog.

– eden 

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8 responses to “Read: RAW by Peter Cantelon (@cantelon)

  1. Eden. Words seem empty, but please accept my condolences… and my thanks.

    Thank you Canada, for being such a good neighbor to the country I live in. Thank you, Eden, for being such a good person.

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  2. Echoing Tim’s sentiments – my life, too, is richer with you in it! Thank you, Mr. Cantelon, and, thanks, Canada, for being our good neighbor.

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  3. Your way is better, Eden. I many of your southern neighbors gasped at the news from Canada. We’ve come to expect such things from our own country, but not from Canada. And we feel stronger about your loss because many of us view your people as “the gentle people”.

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  4. I was downtown when it happened, at an appointment. It was a strange, eerie day, a lot of uncertainty. It left me stunned at first, and then angry.

    I’ve been up to the memorial a number of times since. Standing where he fell shook me. And on Saturday, a wedding party turned up among the crowd. The bride and groom placed a white wreath among the flowers. I found that very moving.

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