The news of the train derailment between Tacoma and Olympia hit me harder than I would have expected. I’m not there. I don’t ride that train–in fact, I’ve never ridden that train.

But it’s still a local event. There are friends of friends that know people on that train.

No one really knows what’s happened to cause the carnage yet; everything is full of conjecture and speculation. Obviously, something bad has happened to precipitate the accident.

My thoughts go out to the people involved and the personnel who are dealing with the aftermath of the events today. I would’ve given blood, but I’m still a few days out from my 58-day deadline when I can give blood again.

It was a rough day for me. It was far rougher for a lot of people.  :-(