On Wednesday, October 18th at 8:30 p.m., what were you doing? Homework? Soccer practice? Walking your dog? What decision did you make that determined the outcome of your evening?

On Wednesday, October 18th at 8:30 p.m., in Flint MI, five teenagers between the ages of 15-17 faced the same decisions. But instead of other options, they opted to gather dozens of heavy rocks and lob them off the overhead bridge directly onto oncoming cars traveling on I-75.

On Wednesday, October 18th at 8:30 p.m., 32-year-old Kenneth White of Flint, MI was driving home from his long day at work. His car was hit by a six-pound rock, cracking his windshield, sending his car spinning in its tracks, and most likely piercing him with shards of searing glass.

Before last weekend, I had never heard of Kenneth White. My guess is that he worked hard, long days, then returned home in the evening to spend time with his fiance and children. What I do know for a fact is that he was engaged to be married and had four little kids that he was responsible for.

What I also know is that the stupid, reckless, pointless actions of these teenagers cost this man his life and his family, their happiness. These kids, all around my age, decided to throw twenty pounds rocks off a highway onto incoming cars. Several cars, traveling eighty miles an hour, were hit out of nowhere with a huge brick of cement. Can you imagine how, in his last seconds, Kenneth White felt? Can you imagine how it feels to have your car assaulted with a boulder while you’re simply driving down the highway?

I don’t understand how someone my age had the power to take away a man’s life. I don’t understand how anyone could ever think that throwing rocks onto cars whizzing by could be a good idea. I don’t understand how these kids came up with the idea to do so in the first place. I truly don’t understand how this could happen.

I don’t understand.