Some time ago someone spoke of forgiveness. At that time, I could never quite comprehend how that would ever be possible. Ironically, the time has come that even I tend to take pity on the worst enemies knowing who and what they are, and how they were created. The question now becomes: "What does that make me?"
No one should have had to ever endure this, even if they were blind.
Clocking in to pull the trigger.