I watched the Vikings play on Sunday and their ability to clinch the NFC second place seed leading to a first-round bye.

I read a good book recently and made it to the very last page knowing that Augustus had died.

I followed my son’s 2017 race season each week to when he took home the North Dakota Hobby Stock State Champion title.

I finished September’s edition of Good Housekeeping and know what the fashion styles were for the fall.

In life I get closure if I choose. There are few unanswered questions.

I took a 911 call of a man whose life was beyond despair and sought an end through hanging. Although his life ended his story did not and I do not know it. Why did he choose that route?

I spent 20 minutes on the phone with a woman who was involved in a domestic with her husband and needed law enforcement involvement. He went to jail. What has happened since? Did he get convicted? Is there an Order for Protection? Did she take him back again?

A male suffered a seizure. Is he okay? Will he suffer more?

How did those stories end?

This is a day in the 911 center…no closure, angst, anxiety, wonder and PTSD.

This is a the story’s ending for each shift of a dispatcher.