A reader writes:

In a day of shock and disbelief, I vividly remember watching that Buckingham Palace band live. That was the moment I finally let go and wept. 

It was just so ... odd to see the Buckingham Palace band playing our national anthem, and I was incredulous at the crowd of Britis standing in solidarity with us, crying for our loss. I was so happy we had friends around the globe, yet I couldn’t understand why so many non-Americans were saddened to the point of gathering in public. Then I realized that it was because they loved our country and loved our people. The world suddenly seemed smaller, less cold, less hostile. I didn’t feel alone.

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