I was chatting with a childhood friend of mine last night, whom I grew up with and have known for almost 30 years. I asked whether her 12-year-old son had a phone (since most kids on our island do not), and the conversation took a different turn than I was expecting.

B: Every 12-year-old has a phone?

J: Pretty much. He had friends in elementary school who had phones. We got him one in middle school last Christmas. Leftover phone we had.

B: When I think about coming back from our simple island life, I can’t imagine it. We will most likely move back here to be close to my parents.

J: It’s even more complicated than that. If you think about school shootings, you want your kid to be able to contact you.

B: I knooooow that freaks me out

J: Damn the anxiety I get sometimes dropping off my kid in the morning

B: There was a school shooting not far from you last week

J: Yep. Like this could be the day. It’s crazy. But it’s almost like the nicer schools are more dangerous. I was thinking about how back in the day we had school shootings, but it was gang related mostly and definitely not mass shootings. It wasn’t some overbearing threat like it is now.

As an American living abroad, people ask me about the guns and mass shootings regularly. I really don’t know what to tell them, and it is something I think about often when thinking about moving back. How much do you worry about this if you live in the US?