On the sunny Friday before Memorial Day, evil came to my little town of 6,000. A Willington man who lived just down the road, in a woodsy neighborhood my son played in, was murdered. He had offered a ride on his quad to a 23-year-old stranger who had left his motorcycle down by the cul-de-sac. Then something went very wrong. The Good Samaritan was attacked – allegedly by a sword-wielding university honors student..
