I witnessed first-hand how a community can change and make a difference in the lives of its members, and if there is determination and a just cause, the community can prevail.
In the months since the Sandy Hook massacre, a new and unwelcome kind of moment has entered my life. A moment when the absolute joy I feel watching my son giggle or sing or run happily across the playground abruptly shifts to a deep sorrow and an aching fear.
How shallow do they think I am? I would trade my money, my fame, my reputation and legacy if there were the slightest chance of preventing the anguish of another Columbine, Virginia Tech, Aurora, or Sandy Hook Elementary School. I ask you, truly, what manner of human being would not?
Those calling for change after recent shootings have done remarkably little soul-searching about the education system that allowed such a disturbed individual to wander through its hallways speaking little and avoiding eye contact, apparently completely ignored.
I know that coming to school every day and being greeted by the sight of an armed guard will change the culture of my former school. We are talking about students, not inmates; high school should not feel like a prison.
On Wednesday, March 13, the day before the three-month anniversary of the tragedy in Newtown, I will travel to Washington, DC, and join mothers from more than 30 states for Moms Take the Hill Day.
Mental health professionals sit at a unique vantage point in this debate. Many of us struggle to protect our clients from stigma, to safeguard confidentiality, and we've grappled with when it should be breached.
His son Andy is a rampage killer. Imagine for a moment what it must be like for him to read that last sentence. For Jeff, it is a life sentence in more ways than one. The sins of the son have affected Jeff profoundly and changed every aspect of his life.
I question Wayne LaPierre's underlying assumption that armed civilians are competent enough in crisis scenarios to ward off or kill an attacker. Though the scenario plays out in virtually every western and action film ever made, good guys stopping bad guys with guns is a rare occurrence.
It's high time to deal with guns at least as effectively as we dealt with cigarettes. Taking away guns from legitimate owners is not realistic, but reducing gun violence through serious, effective regulation is an urgent imperative.
Every time I hear of another shooting, the thought invariably crosses my mind: Could it happen on my campus? The answer is 'Yes.' But with the ambitious steps President Obama is proposing, perhaps now we can turn the tide.
Almost six years ago, I lost my girlfriend, Maxine Turner, in the worst school shooting in American history. Yesterday, she would have turned twenty-eight. Some have said she was "in the wrong place at the wrong time." But she wasn't. She was in a classroom -- the right place.
Research consistently shows that building connections between and among students and teachers, teachers and administrators, and the school and parents makes schools safer and offers better support to those who are at risk of becoming isolated, bullied, and teased.
This state will do nothing, except cross our fingers and hope that it is not one of our elementary schools that is the next target of a crazed gunman. That brings all all-new meaning, and a horrifying one, to the term "Show-Me State."
A month after the mass shooting at Sandy Hook Elementary School, the TV trucks have gone, the large makeshift memorials have been taken down and the road past the school is finally open to traffic. Still, there are reminders of the tragedy all over town.