This is from an old journal entry as valid today as on that other sad day.
Sad commentary that I have occasion to ask the same question time and again,  year after every year. ”We always ask why. There is no answer good enough. There is no reasonable, rational reason for the events of this day."  
Why?I want to know what madness is,and where its edges and beginnings are.what path does a twisted mind travelthat can explain taking pridein the slaying of innocentswhat slight was so great thatit warrants wanton murder...