I live in Ohio. About 30 minutes east of Dayton . . . I was born in Dayton . . . Mom & Dad grew up in Dayton . . . sometimes it’s easier to tell people I’m from Dayton instead of Springfield because just about everyone knows where Dayton is . . .
Sadly, now a lot more people are going to know where Dayton is . . . but not for a good reason . . .
With that being said . . .
I’m safe . . .
My immediate family are all safe (my nieces sometimes visit The Oregon District and my brother has a band that sometimes performs at The Oregon District) . . .
But my heart is broken . . . I am sad beyond words . . . and I’m glued to the TV to watch the local coverage of the tragedy that happened in my little part of the world . . .
The Oregon District is a busy entertainment district in Dayton. And also very well protected by the Dayton Police Department and other private security agencies. I would never dream this would happen here. A bar fight gone bad – yea, it’s happened. A drug deal gone wrong – yea, probably. A violent domestic situation – yea, could be. But not this. Never this. But yea, now this . . .
Hug your loved ones tight today . . .
