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When tragedy touches home.

There was a mass shooting in a small mining town Tumbler Ridge in Eastern British Columbia. My grandson is having a hard time coping. His friends were in the school when it happened. They all survived and shared their trauma with my grandson.
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hippyjoe1955 · 70-79, M
The grandson's friend said he was standing with one of the victims when the victim was shot in the head and killed. another victim was shot and the grandson's friend performed CPR for 45 minutes on one of the girls but her wound was fatal.
Nothing you can do! Guns and guns, guns yup. Nothing. No way lawz work! It's impossible to change things, it's only going to get worse.
hippyjoe1955 · 70-79, M
@Roundandroundwego Good luck with that approach to a polar bear. They are simply killing machines. There is a good reason they give out rifles to anyone in polar bear country. Another friend of mine was working not too far north of Yellow Knife. Polar bears live in that area and the camp he was staying in has a very high and very strong fence to keep the bears out. My friend wanted to go for a short walk outside the fence. He was given a rifle before he left the camp. In Churchill Manitoba it is illegal to lock your car. That way if someone is walking down the street and encounters a polar bear they can seek shelter in the car.
@hippyjoe1955 that's another thing you keep skipping - there's no good way to approach a polar bear and you have no business doing it. So you don't prepare for it.
hippyjoe1955 · 70-79, M
@Roundandroundwego Unless you happen to live in the area. We went to visit my wife's cousin in Calgary one day. I found the cousin's husband in the basement which he had made into his man cave. The walls were lined with mounted fish and on one wall a gigantic polar bear pelt. I was impressed and assumed that he had shot the bear and kept the pelt. 30 years later he died and at his funeral I talked to his son about the polar bear pelt. The son laughed and explained the pelt. Hid dad was a dental surgeon.and he specialised in the tough case. A young man from the high arctic became one of his patients. The problem was the young man had no money. The surgeon told him it was OK he would do the surgery and when the young man got home he could come up with something to pay for the operation. About a year later a large crate arrived at the surgeon's door. It was a polar bear pelt sent by the young Innuit man. He didn't have any money but he could hunt a bear if needed. His family ate the bear meat and then sent the pelt south.

 
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