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"Each year, approximately forty thousand Americans are killed by gunshot wounds, which is roughly equivalent to the annual rate of traffic deaths on American roads and highways. Of those forty thousand gun fatalities, more than half of them are suicides, which in turn account for half of all suicides per year. Add in the murders caused by guns, the accidental deaths caused by guns, the law enforcement killings caused by guns, and the average comes out to more than one hundred Americans killed by bullets every day. On that same average day, another two hundred-plus are wounded by guns, which translates into eighty thousand a year. Eighty thousand wounded and forty thousand dead, or one hundred and twenty thousand ambulance calls and emergency room cases for every twelve-month tick of the clock, but the toll of gun violence goes far beyond the pierced and bloodied bodies of the victims themselves, spilling out into the devastations visited upon their immediate families, their extended families, their friends, their fellow workers, the people of their neighborhoods, their schools, their churches, their softball teams, and communities at large-the vast brigade of lives touched by the presence of a single person who lives or has lived among them-meaning that the number of Americans directly or indirectly marked by gun violence every year must be tallied in the millions"--

"'On the eve of Christmas Eve...' Paul Auster writes, 'Tyler Kobe Nichols collapsed onto the sidewalk with three knife wounds in the front of his torso and one in the back.' His death soon followed. With it, the twenty-one-year-old joined the ranks of young people killed by senseless violence in America. Tyler's death warranted just two paragraphs in the New York Daily News. And yet with each death, a new story begins that is rarely if ever told; one that centers around the fallout from traumatic loss. This story, as Tyler's mother Sherma Chambers keenly observes, is generational, with no clear end in sight. Long Live King Kobe began with a mistake. Photographer Spencer Ostrander had arrived at the funeral for Tyler believing he was a victim of gun violence, and hoping to include him in an ongoing project Ostrander had created to document the lives of gun victims. Instead, he met Sherma Chambers, and a week later a collaboration, which soon included Paul Auster, had begun--one in which a pair of strangers would join a family in their sorrow. Thanks to the generosity of the entire Nichols/Chambers family, Long Live King Kobe invites us to join them in their intimate grief in the weeks that followed Tyler's death. The family's response to his murder, including their creation of a foundation dedicated to counteracting street violence with love, is one that presents their tragedy as a means for our society to grow. Long Live King Kobe offers a privileged journey into the power of community for all who have felt outrage, confusion, sadness, and deep despair at the epidemic of violence in our country. It also provides reason to hope. The Long Live King Kobe Foundation, started by Sherma Chambers, will support nonviolence initiatives to keep youth safe. Proceeds from this book will benefit the foundation."--Amazon