This jersey hangs in the arena I play hockey at. Her name was Anna. She died in a car crash in 2015. I was the second squad at the crash. She died while I was trying to free her from the wreck. She was 15. Tomorrow is promised to no one
A once-in-a-century pandemic cannot be the only thing that slows mass shootings in this country. It’s time for leaders everywhere to listen to the American people when they say enough is enough.