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Autumn 26 Columbine Researcher // Multiple Fandoms He/She/They

[gaspbrak27]

4/20/99

Updates, educational posts, and personal insights, regarding, The Columbine Massacre, and the...

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[alwaysracheljoyscott]

A letter to my brother, 19 years later.

                                by: Ashley Tomlin

John,

Has it really been 19 years? It doesn’t seem real, when I see your face on the news, it always seems surreal. The day you left, my world was shattered.

I bet you never would have guessed that millions would know your story. That with all of the evil that happened that day, even more would know God’s glory. I’ve surmised a girl was saved that day because of you and because of the way you lived your life, hundreds more were too. The goofy teen from Wisconsin who packed people into his pick-up truck for youth group, would inspire thousands, not just nationally, but internationally.

As the years have passed, you’ve never left my heart, and a lot has happened since we’ve been apart. I’ve carried you with me through middle school, high school, and college graduation. You were close to my heart the day I walked down the aisle, and when your truck broke down before the wedding, it made me smile. The day we welcomed my daughter into the world, I longed for you two to meet. I cried the moment my son was born, and explained to nurses why his name was John; it was bittersweet.

I always longed to see what kind of an uncle you would be to my kids, I always wanted you to meet them. And now, you have gotten to meet one of my children. This anniversary, I can’t stop thinking about how you welcomed your nephew into heaven. Did you carry Joshua to Jesus’ feet and then give him a grand tour? Did you hold his hand and show him all his eyes could see? Did you swing him by his arms and lift him up onto your shoulders? Did you talk about me? How I wish to be there with you both. Take care of him for me will you? Will you tell him how much I love him? Tell him stories of our childhood, of the mostly carefree days of running through the sprinklers and playing ghost in the graveyard. The times of sliding down the stairs on mattresses, and playing with our cousins at family gatherings. I can’t wait until my days are carefree again, like yours now are.

I will never stop thinking of you, missing you, and loving you. I’ll never stop talking about you. I’m so grateful I got to be your sister, and that my kids have you as their uncle, here and in heaven, now and forevermore.

[jkissa-6]

As many of you know, and some may not, Sue Klebold LOVES art. She is one of the most beautifully artistic people I’ve ever met, and her ability to capture ever essence of real life is magnificent. You can see many of her drawings, like these hanging in Denver at the School of Botanical Art and Illustration at the Gardens. This is a photo of Sue and Christine Hubbell on a trip to the Nature and Science Museum to do some still life sketching.

[racheljoyscotts]

“Because of the gunshot that went through the left hemisphere of my brain I was totally paralyzed on my right side, and it basically impacted my ability to see clearly, read, write, walk and talk. It went to the language center of my brain. So I rolled over on my back and began to push myself with my left leg that still worked, still functioned, and the nearest exit just happened to be that second floor window.

So on my back, basically crawling or pushing myself with my left leg, weaving my way between strewn about tables, chairs and other dead bodies basically. And it took me - from the time that I was shot to the point that I actually got to the window - was a three hour period. So I just sat there for a second, resting, regaining my strength, and eventually I was able to fill up enough strength to push myself, my back, up against the wall there, and flip over. The window had already been broken out so I remember sweeping away excess pieces of jagged glass and hearing this voice shouting at me from across the parking lot, and it was actually one of those SWAT-team members, yelling at me to stay there and that they were coming to get me.” - Patrick Ireland 

[racheljoyscotts]

Sarah Bay thought she had lost the videotape of last year’s April 17 prom at Columbine High School. But then, on the first Sunday in April of this year, she found it and felt a tug from the past even at a time when she was discovering inspiration for the future  "That was probably the hardest thing for me, watching the video.“

There was the image of Rachel Scott, getting ready for the prom, fussing with her boutonniere.“She thought she was going to stab her date with the needle. She yelled to me, "Come help!’ And then she sort of rolled her eyes and said, "I’m never going to a dance again!" 

Three days later, on April 20, Rachel Scott was one of those killed at Columbine. 

[racheljoyscotts]

Kyle Velasquez & Daniel Velasquez

“I lost my brother, I lost a part of my parents. That was something I always just kept in. You see your father breakdown, your mother breakdown, and everybody around you is breaking down. It was easier for me to step into the role of being a strong person and try and let people cry on your shoulder. It was easier for me to deal with it that way.” - Daniel Velasquez (13 Families, 2009)

[racheljoyscotts]

“Dave Sanders runs back in to the cafeteria, after I hear these things, and points across the cafeteria and says, “Everyone get the fuck out of here! Run that way!!” I’m like, “Fuck?” Teachers don’t say fuck? So, there was sort of like this hesitation in the crowd, and then everyone just started running and screaming! They were shuffling underneath all of the tables, pushing out chairs, leaving all of their backpacks behind, and shoes were flying off because people were running so fast.”  - Sam Granillo

[thememedaddy]

[darksouls2fan-deactivated202512]

im not autistic im just this way for no reason at all

[racheljoyscotts]

“It’s like I have a heavy heart and this burden upon my back. There is something in me that makes me want to cry.. and I don’t even know what it is.”

— Rachel Scott (April 20th, 1998)

[racheljoyscotts]

“On the volleyball court, where she reigned as team captain, 5'11" senior Lauren Townsend was known for her graceful style and mean spike. At the animal shelter where she worked after school, she had a distinctively gentle way with the frisky inmates, whom she fed, bathed and exercised. (Her own pride and joy was a small Yorkshire terrier named Bailey.) And at Columbine, where her 4.0 grade point average had earned her President Clinton’s Award for Education Excellence and membership in the National Honor Society, she was a leading contender to be one of the Class of ‘99’s valedictorians. Townsend planned to work as a technician this summer on a research trip to South America. In the fall, the future wildlife-biology major would have entered Colorado State University on an academic scholarship. But for all of Townsend’s accomplishments, what schoolmates remember best was the force of her personality. “She had a huge effect on everyone,” a teacher told her parents and three older siblings. “There’s a lot of Lauren in that whole school.”

[racheljoyscotts]

Lauren should have turned 45 today. Happy Birthday, Lauren! ❤️

[lustfilled-indulgences]

i’m a hopeless romantic and a horny freak so what’s up with that

[prohaloplayer-deactivated202601]

[crippled-peeper]

cock rings? aren’t you gonna answer?

[greelin]

time to bring back a classic.

[greelin]

that part.

[tobaccopuff]

my #1 hobby is sitting around doing absolutely nothing

[insomniac-arrest]

hey, does anyone know if tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow creeps in this petty pace from day to day, or if it's like. a bank holiday.