Niagara Gazette — I can't seem to stop thinking about Isabella.
From the moment they found her body down the street from my newspaper two weeks ago, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about that beautiful 5-year-old child and her family. I know I am not the only one.
By now, everyone knows the details of one of the most horrific killings in memory. A sweet precious life was taken in a senseless act of violence.
It’s impossible to believe that someone could hurt a little girl like that and dispose of her in a garbage can just blocks away from where I sit at my desk this very moment.
It’s not my loss. It’s not my tragedy. But it feels as if it is, and many days later I still feel sad.
I’m guessing there are many parents or grandparents who share my painful empathy for Isabella Tennant's parents and grandparents and all those who loved her. If if could happen to her it could happen to you or me or any of our precious, beautiful children.
My heart breaks for the whole family, but especially for the grandmother who opened her home to the teen who is charged with the crime. I’m certain she thought she was doing her part to bring light into a troubled soul. Who among us could have turned our back to a struggling teen neighbor who helped out with chores and whose own home was at times without necessities such as heat.
My heart breaks for the alleged killer’s friend, apparently a teen with the conscious, who went to the police and led police to the girl’s body. And yes, my heart breaks for the teen accused with her death. His life, too, has been destroyed by his own inability to control himself.