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Wednesday, July 20, 2022

As the Tops grocery store reopens in Buffalo, it's people are being triggered by the memories of the massacre; yet, to reopen means to begin the healing process of this traumatic grief.




I was glad to see this community regain its grocery store even though, for some, it means reliving the pain of the massacre. My experience with trauma is it needs to be expressed openly with trusted listeners, in a journal, or artistically on a canvass, as long as it takes to recover. This reopening is the beginning of the healing that will take place in this community.




By Troy Closson

BUFFALO — As the sun rose over Jefferson Avenue, early light fell gently upon a handful of people standing at a sidewalk memorial outside a neighborhood grocery. Dressed in identical black shirts emblazoned “All One,” they watched as the chain-link fence that had surrounded their workplace for two months was stripped away.

An hour later, more and more workers gathered, and then scores of hands stretched toward Tops Friendly Market, blessing it minutes before its public reopening on Friday.

When 10 people were slain in a racist massacre at Tops on May 14, Buffalo’s Masten Park joined the ever-growing list of neighborhoods that have had to grapple with the consequences of a mass shooting. Among the hardest questions is what becomes sacred ground after blood sullies familiar soil.

Tops was where a gunman hunted down Black people. But it also was where a largely Black staff made a living, helping to feed residents at the only full-service market within miles. It was where a quick run for a bread loaf could turn into a half-hour of talk, the conversation woven over months and years that helped make a collection of houses and buildings into a community.

Many mass shooting sites never reopen; the gay nightclub in Orlando where 49 were killed in 2016 has become a permanent memorial. Others, including the elementary school in Sandy Hook, Conn., have been demolished and rebuilt.

During Tops’s first weekend, workers often outnumbered customers and shared regular embraces. Not many shoppers lingered for the extended chats that were once common in the aisles. At the parking lot’s entrance, a few neighbors held signs with disapproving messages like “Two months is too soon to reopen these wounds.”

John Persons, president of Tops Markets, said in an interview before the opening that he knew reactions would vary widely. Within about 10 days of the massacre, he said, company officials decided to renovate instead of build anew, a project that could have taken three years.

“That isn’t a realistic possibility for the area,” Mr. Persons said. “We’re trying to balance those emotions, and understanding that for people in the community, with trying to serve the neighborhood at large.”

The new store does not resemble the one neighbors remember: The flooring is darker, the interior and outdoor walls were repainted and a water wall memorial now sits at the entrance.

Throughout the violence and the rebuilding, the market’s staff members have persisted, even as they mourned a co-worker, Aaron Salter Jr., who was killed in the massacre.

On May 14, dozens were working slow Saturday shifts when the gunfire began. As public attention has shifted from victims, to their families to the neighborhood, the workers have been in a unique position to consider every pole of the debate over the store’s future.

Here are four of their stories:

On many nights after the massacre, Carlton Steverson left home after dusk to drive around Buffalo. He rarely had a destination; it was an escape from the scenes of terror that replayed in his mind when he lay awake in bed.

One afternoon in group counseling, the memories overflowed. He wept, and the tears did not stop.

“It hit me hard,” said Mr. Steverson, 28. “But I finally got it out.”

Mr. Steverson, an assistant deli manager, started at Tops exactly one month before the killings. When the store offered optional work to employees about a month after the shooting, Mr. Steverson was among the first to say yes. It was a matter of finances — and confronting his fears.

On Tuesday, he went to work for the first time since doors opened to the public, joining about 55 other employees.

Mr. Steverson recognizes why some neighbors are upset by the store’s return. But, he said, workers still bear the tragedy with them each day, even if the wounds are not always visible.

“We understand what happened, and we care about the people that we lost,” he said. “It’s not like we’re just moving on.”

Fragrance Harris Stanfield viewed herself as a mere witness for about a month.

Then, the criminal complaint against the gunman was filed in June. It detailed how he meticulously counted the front-end workers during his planning.

“I became a victim more in the mind and in the spirit and in the body,” said Ms. Harris Stanfield, who had rushed to the back of the store when gunfire began.

She empathizes with relatives of the dead. But she has grown frustrated, feeling that workers are often forgotten, recalling that when President Biden traveled to Buffalo in May, he did not visit employees. “When we talk about survivors, we need to really talk about survivors,” she said.

“Some of us saw them get shot. We have to live with that every day,” said Ms. Harris Stanfield, who started at Tops in December and is an assistant customer service manager. “The fact that I’m still breathing shouldn’t mean I wasn’t directly impacted.”

Her work at Tops, as a substitute teacher and at home with her husband and seven children used to keep her busy. But her role in the family has shifted, as she has negotiated bouts of forgetfulness and slowed the rhythm of her life.

“There’s been tension and struggles,” she said. “I can’t do what I normally do — because this is taking up so much space in my mind.”

Ms. Harris Stanfield does not know when she will return to work.

One day after Tops reopened, Rose Wysocki almost asked to skip her shift.

The store’s first Saturday felt uncomfortably similar to the Saturday afternoon when the massacre unfolded, warm and bright.

“I was hearing gunshots all day long,” said Ms. Wysocki, a 56-year-old produce manager. “When we were trapped in the store, I heard him shoot up the milk. I could hear the bullets coming closer to the room that I was in.”

On Saturday, “I kept hearing that all day.”

Her children were dead set against her returning to the company for which she has worked 33 years. As Ms. Wysocki weighed their concerns, she also felt guilt: She was not the gunman’s target.

“I survived because I’m white,” she said.

She has put on a strong front for younger co-workers. “What people see on the outside is totally different than when the doors are closed,” she said.

“My family are the only ones who see me cry,” Ms. Wysocki said. “My family are the only ones who hear the screams in the middle of the night, and wake me up and tell me it’s OK.

“Sometimes I wish I had died that day. Because I don’t get sleep. I don’t like being in crowds anymore. I go to work and come home. That’s my life now.”

Latisha Rogers has never returned to Tops since a police officer led her out of the store’s bloody interior. She avoids reminders of what happened.

“I can’t even watch the news, since it’s all they’ve been showing,” Ms. Rogers, 33, said this week. “I just can’t look at it. There’s a fear that’s been instilled in me.”

When the gunfire began, Ms. Rogers, an assistant office manager, crouched behind a customer service counter and called 911. But the dispatcher, who was fired last month for mishandling the call, became upset that she was whispering — and hung up, Ms. Rogers has said.

She will return to work within the next few weeks. But not at the Jefferson Avenue store.

She will relocate to another Tops branch after the franchise offered workers the chance to change locations. She hopes for a quiet position near the back of a store, hidden from customers and frequent conversation.

She remains unsure when she will take her first trip to her former store.

“It might be a few months. Maybe next year,” Ms. Rogers said. “But right now — anytime soon — I wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

“I understand why they reopened,” she said. “I just can’t bring myself to go back.”

Sunday, July 17, 2022

On Saturday, Linda and I celebrated the life of Richard Case, a friend we were cherish to know through Linda's closest friends at Meadow Creek Christian Academy.

 




Saturday was a day of opposite emotions when I attended a celebration of life service for one of the founders of Chapel Hill Academy in Chanhassen, a personal connection through some dear friends of ours. Later that day we went to a wedding reception for a young couple with visions of joining the mission field where they met and fell in love.

I want to celebrate the life of Richard Case, a former Hopkins school teacher, devoted husband and father to his 3 children, and a man who strove to know his living Savior and help others know Him better. 

Richard Case began his life as a southern Minnesota farm boy in a loving family during the Great Depression. He was the youngest of 4 children.

Here in his boyhood, he gained a love for fishing as he and his friend spent time down by the river near his home. Starting in junior high, Dick also enjoyed being involved in team sports- especially basketball.  It was during his college years that he met his life-long sweetheart, Jeanie, and for him, it was love at first sight!  They were married and blest with three children. Dick received his teaching degree and was an educator in the Hopkins School District for 20 years. While working for Hopkins School District he was offered the Principalship at Chapel Hill Academy (CHA) where he served for 24 years with dedication, humility, and a joyful spirit.  While away two years from CHA, Dick helped start up a new Christian School in northern Minnesota.  

He was involved in Bible Study Fellowship for many years, and when he retired from CHA in 2000, he continued to enjoy the fellowship he had with other believers. Dick was a loving and faithful husband and father, who had a grateful heart for God saving him, and who felt privileged to be in Christian ministry with such gifted staff and the support of loving-hearted families. 

His last days were spent at home in hospice, where he could receive love from and give love to his family. He passed into the presence of the Lord in peace in the early morning hours of December 27th, 2021.