One evening as I was walking from my car toward a shopping...

One evening as I was walking from my car toward a shopping center entrance, suddenly I was hurled to the pavement, attacked, and robbed by two men wearing masks. The police arrived soon after the men had fled in a car. Although I was in a state of shock with some internal discomfort, I was grateful to be alive.

A store manager, police officers, and friends were most cooperative. However, I realized later, during the sleepless nights that followed, that it was not just the physical discomfort that I was left with. More pressing was the inner terror of being harmed again. How does one cope with the aftermath of a violent attack? In the ensuing days the news media told of more incidents of crime in the community. A detective who spoke with me confirmed that on the evening I was attacked, others had been robbed and attacked in the same locality. I did not want to fear the community where I lived at that time. I also recognized that all who lived there wanted to be safe.

June 5, 1989
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