As it happens, I was in New York City on Saturday night when an explosion rocked Chelsea. I was nowhere near the explosion (in fact I was in Midtown), so I had no idea that an explosion had even occurred when I trudged my way back to my hotel at night and fell into my bed asleep. The first indication I had that anything had gone wrong was when I woke up, turned on my phone, and had about two dozen messages of various kinds asking me if I was okay.
I’m sure millions of people across New York (and probably New Jersey and Connecticut to boot) woke up to similar messages this morning – as well as millions of people in Minnesota who had to assure loved ones that they were okay, nowhere near the mall where the stabbing occurred, everyone is fine. – READ MORE
