Ari Kohn (HPHS Class of 2017)

Life isn’t normal right now. I’m incredibly lucky that my family and close friends are okay. But for all of us in/from HP, today isn’t normal. Neither was yesterday, and certainly not the day before. Tomorrow will not be, next week will not be, neither will next month or next year. We will heal and adjust to a new normal, but we will never be the same. 

I’ve been on the other side of these senseless shootings too many times. Initially shocked and saddened by the horror of it all, I understand that life moves on and tomorrow’s another day. But on this side, I’m stuck.


Regardless of your political affiliation or views, we should all agree that NO ONE needs an assault rifle for any reason whatsoever. A weapon of war, acquired legally in this state by a monster, terrorized my community beyond belief.


Yet still, the strength with which everyone has come together these past few days has shown me that we will be okay. Certainly though, these times do not feel normal. I hope no one ever has to go through this to understand what I’m saying, but please be empathetic and know that we are still grieving, mourning, and healing. Forever #HPstrong

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