The class was cut short by a medical emergency, EMS was called, and we all shared a few moments of fear. In the end, the person affected was able to walk to her car with assistance and someone was driving her home.
From the parking lot, I called Will. Besides needing some insight on what had just happened, I wanted to commend the two paramedics for their kindness and professionalism.
Driving back to my motel, I passed the beautifully lighted trees again, sobered by the fragility of life and tearfully thankful for five of thousands of points of light--five uniformed good men from station 8 on Russell Street.
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