I’ll never forget the phone call I received during the Martin Luther King weekend. One of our most popular seniors, his family and their family dog had died of carbon monoxide poisoning in their home. Our students were wrecked, and their parents were calling for help. It didn’t matter that it was a holiday weekend; our department turned out in force, showing up at the home of the parent who had called us. We spent the evening comforting our students, talking with parents, and making plans for a response at the school on Monday. Even though the school was technically closed, we opened the doors for the community. Kids and parents piled in and, guided by a school psychologist and a grief specialist, we took part in one of the most amazing group experiences I’d ever witnessed. It didn’t dawn on any of the school counselors that we were doing community outreach; we were doing what was best for our students, and bringing the community together was best.