While I was out wandering around my neighborhood enjoying the last Saturday of 2014 with some of the best weather we've had all year long, a few hours away, sorrow beyond words was occurring in The Bronx as family, friends, fellow-officers and simply citizens sickened and saddened by the senseless violence that took two police officers' lives gathered to say goodbye to Rafael Ramos.
He, together with Wenjian Liu, was assassinated last Saturday. Ramos' life and sacrifice were celebrated yesterday by his boss, Police Commissioner
William J. Brattan. The Commissioner's words were eloquent and elegant at a moment of deep distress for his police department, his city and the family of Officer Ramos.
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| The sons of Rafael Ramos, accompanied by relatives, arrived for their father's funeral at Christ Tabernacle Church. CreditTodd Heisler/The New York Times |
The last chapter in the story of how we treat one another has yet to be written. I suspect none of us alive today will be so when, or even if, that ever happens. Yesterday was another reminder of the wisdom that flinty New England native Robert Frost offered a generation before mine was born: "In three words, I can sum up everything I've learned about life:
it goes on."
-bill kenny
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