Kenny

This morning as I was making a late breakfast, I heard the local news story of a 34 year old man who had died from a stabbing a few days ago near our area.   I have often wondered what good it does to have a portion of a 3 minute news update dedicated to who was assaulted, knifed or discovered dead in the West End or North End.  Not only does it freak people out about coming to visit or live in this area, but it makes it sound like half the people who live/die here are in drug or gang wars.  I would say 95%  (that might be an inaccurate percentage!  but you know what  I mean) of us who live in these areas work, live, have children, are not perfect, and say hi to a neighbor....we do not go around stabbing people or walk the streets to protect our turf with a gun in our pants.  Anyways, when I heard that the 34-yr old, Kenny Catcheway, dead by stabbing was a B.U.I.L.D. worker going about his business, my heart lurched to my throat.  I don't know Kenny but for the past week and a bit, we've had "BUILD" workers renovating our basement.  The crew boss is William, a native guy who has been working for them for 18 months now, and seems to be happy to be able to make some good money and be able to afford an apartment soon.  The other crew members are aboriginal too, and have good attititudes and a great work ethic.  Kenny could've been  one of these guys....apparently he had just learned to drive the company truck and was turning his life around, to the joy of his family and friends.  The work crew didn't show up today, I think of Kenny and his co-workers and realize that the news doesnt' just report freaky stuff that complicates issues...it has reported today of a dear son and co-worker, dead at 34.