Like you all, I have been at about half-speed all day. But I think about all the explorers who have lost their lives in explorations: Polar exploration, deep-sea, Africa, the early explorers discovering and mapping our world.
I think about people like my son who have everyday jobs putting their lives at risk: he sails the Bermuda basin ion hurricane season, or when he's ashore is a voluteer EMS and firefighter outside Portland ME.
or our other servants for humanity, the firefighters, doctors, heck almost anyone who volunteers to put their lives onthe line for our safety.
It is all too easy to say "well, they were adventurers, they knew what they were getting into."
Yes, they did. And they knew they were taking risks. It still is a tragedy and a tragic loss, if only because they were valiant humans doing a valiant job for a valiant purpose.
Church and prayer tomorrow take on new meaning.