And yet...
Today I walked home from school much later than usual. After basketball practice I stayed at school for one of the monthly 'Village Kitchen' evenings, where parents and families of students in our school come for a meal and to get to know each other. It's pretty amazing, actually, as such events regularly draw over 50 people, and involve translation into many different languages. Anyway, by the time it was all over, it was 7pm. The most direct route for my walk involves going down some 'sketchy' streets through the residential areas near downtown - streets that often appear in the news for whatever reason. I have never had a problem, though, in all my years of walking home from university down these same streets, and set off tonight unconcerned, although some of my colleagues were worried for me. At one point in my walk I came up behind a group of four men. Their jeans were low, jackets big, hoods up, hats on. They were all over 6 feet tall. I wondered how/if I ...