tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2776690124152745936.post189926168269324604..comments2023-09-20T04:44:28.095-06:00Comments on The Cranney Clan: West Philadelphia--Born and RaisedRachel Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13060358204701737418noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2776690124152745936.post-20650103095536436502014-02-01T08:39:51.088-07:002014-02-01T08:39:51.088-07:00Honestly I would have been fearful on that walk to...Honestly I would have been fearful on that walk to and from the library, I feel a little bad saying this but it has always scared me your lack of fear, it is a good thing but when you live where you do I think a healthy dose is good. Maybe not, more faith is probably better. We miss you, I think I better include your family's safety in my prayers through, I know I did that when Joseph's family was in New Orleans, but I think you may need those prayers more where you live. Love you and your family lots. By the way, you are a great writer, I could totally see you as a journalist.<br />Astromomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01978717367300628814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2776690124152745936.post-67306434990969746092014-02-01T04:34:16.693-07:002014-02-01T04:34:16.693-07:00I remember my first moment of fear from violence o...I remember my first moment of fear from violence out of my control. We were in Salt Lake City and had just beaten West High School (the inner city school there) in our march to the state championship. We Orem naive kids got on the school bus to go back home. All of a sudden we realized that West High School students were pelting the bus with rocks, which seemed unfathomable to me. I remember the yelling, the screaming, the fear. Still, compared to most of what's happened historically, we live in a pretty peaceful age, for which I am grateful.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10254244512963663878noreply@blogger.com