I'm afraid to leave my window open at night, afraid of shopping at Southlake Mall, afraid of driving my car and afraid to look at somebody the wrong way.
After 9/11, everyone said hello, even strangers. Everyone was polite, even while driving.
We all had gotten shook up and realized everyday life is precious.
It didn't take long, and the kindness faded. We've been sliding downhill ever since.
I am glad to soon be 62. I might leave my bedroom window open — got personal protection.
I go to the mall during the day.
I drive, always watching the other guy on the phone.
I smile, say hello, and yes, some think I'm crazy.
Let alone the threat of nuclear war...
Do I feel safe?
You can answer that.
Laura Daley, Hobart