Do you too remember where you first were when you heard Kirk was Merc’d?

I was innocently walking my puppies and telling my kids everything was wonderful and the world was a beautiful place, and it started to rain milk and gold, but then I read about the shooting and suddenly I lost track of everything. I started to run and I could hear briefly in the distance my children crying and screaming, and perhaps some weird puppies yelping while being dragged across a floor (I don’t know, I was mostly out of it); I got to a basketball field and I saw all the kids there playing, unaware the world had suddenly fallen in twain. I was powerless and shivering in the rain; I had to do one final thing for the man, one final gift; I ran into the field and picked up the ball (some child was attached to it at the time but I don’t remember it being for long); I ran to the basket and gave it a powerful slam dunk and said through sobs, “this is for you Kirk, this is for you!”