A Chaplain Reflects on the Parkland School Shooting on the One-Year Anniversary

By Chaplain Bob Ossler

Valentine’s Day represents romance and love for couples—or lack of—for anxious, lonely singles. However, for parents, family, and friends of the 17 victims (14 students, 3 staff) of the Marjory Stoneman Douglas School shooting in 2018, Valentine’s Day represents the loneliness, loss, and horrible trauma of the first anniversary of those they loved and lost.

The day of the shooting, a Cape Coral, FL firefighter buddy called and told me the news. “Chaplain Bob, there’s been a shooting at a high school in Parkland, Florida. Are you going?”

“I’m on my way,” I replied. I tossed my Bible, a box of 9-11 Ground Zero crosses, and some clothes into the backseat of my car, and headed to Parkland, a town of just over 31,000 people just 3 1/2 hours away. My mission: to show support for the people of the community, to bring comfort and love, to share a hug and a prayer, or just be there to listen, to be a shoulder to lean on. It’s so important to listen to those who grieve.  

I met a couple where I stopped for coffee and asked, “Can you give me the directions to Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School?”

They replied, “Our child goes there.” They talked about their uneasiness about the situation and the terrible loss of young lives. “Our hearts ache for the families who lost children. Now, how can we send our child back to that school. It has been violated in the worst possible way. It will always be a crime scene for us. It will never be the same. The students will fear going to school.”

I agreed with their sentiments and said, “I’m a chaplain. Can I pray with you?” They nodded and leaned to me. We huddled, arms around each other, as I prayed and asked God to comfort them and the families and students of Parkland.

After I prayed with them, they thanked me and hugged me like I was a long-lost friend. I drove to the school, humbled by this couple’s pain, anticipating the grief that would be written on the faces of each person I’d meet.

At the high school, I showed my credentials (not just anyone can show up at a crime scene), walked on site, and talked with officers. They, too, were overwhelmed with sorrow over the senseless shooting and the tragic loss of life. This hit too close to home for them. “These were our sons and daughters.”

Now, one year later, when I think back to Parkland, a couple of things stand out in my heart and mind. School buses ringed the crime scene. In my childhood, school buses were symbols of safety. A yellow bus picked me up from the safety of my home and transported me to a safe school. The bus driver was kind, and students talked and laughed with friends with no worries in the world.

But it was different at Parkland. School buses formed a tight circle to block the view of an awful crime scene, keeping the anxious public at a distance. The big yellow symbol no longer represented safety but became a barrier. How things have changed since the innocence of my childhood.

In the school yard, I witnessed the trauma in people’s lives: Students and families could not be comforted.

Parkland, FL. 9-11 Ground Zero crosses hang on a fence near Marjory Stoneham Douglas High School in memory of 17 students killed. Bob Ossler photo.

Parkland, FL. 9-11 Ground Zero crosses hang on a fence near Marjory Stoneham Douglas High School in memory of 17 students killed. Bob Ossler photo.

Disbelief and sorrow spilled over in tears as parents hugged their children and students embraced classmates. Dozens of news reporters clamored for interviews. People made political statements to the press. Emergency vehicles cluttered the area. It was not a peaceful scene.

Down the street a short distance from the school, I hung 17 crosses for the victims on a fence. The media lined up to interview me at the fence.  They wanted to hear my reaction to the pain and suffering I saw at Parkland.

Since Parkland, I regret to say that I’ve gone to three more shooting events to serve the traumatized—Jacksonville, FL; Pittsburgh, PA; and Sebring, FL. Far too often, emergency workers find themselves on assignment after assignment covering shootings, mass murder, and those left behind. They do their best to manage the strain and put aside their memories, but some do suffer from post-traumatic stress syndrome. Memories haunt them for years.

Our lives are different now. We feel the pain of those who experience loss at these shootings. We wonder, “When will it end?” In the end, many of us turn to our faith and prayer for comfort, and we reach out to comfort those who grieve.

Air Force veteran, Bob Ossler, author of Triumph Over Terror, is no stranger to offering comfort in

Chaplain Bob Ossler at Parkland, FL 2018 shooting site

Chaplain Bob Ossler at Parkland, FL. 2018 shooting site

the midst of tragedy. Chaplain Ossler served five tours of duty at Ground Zero after 9/11; responded after Hurricane Katrina by serving as a triage paramedic and chaplain in the Superdome in 2005; offered comfort to the families of the Hotshot firefighters team who lost 19 firefighters in the Yarnell Hill Fire in 2013 in Arizona;  prayed with and comforted those traumatized by the back-to-back  ambush killings of police officers in Dallas and Baton Rouge in 2016. Most recently he served in the aftermath of the 2018 synagogue shootings in Pittsburgh, PA.

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