Amid all the awful news reports we have endured over the last three weeks – and there have been too many – one almost came and went under the radar for me, and for most of America.

It shouldn’t. It needs to be heeded and remembered.

It happened on Aug. 22, when a young woman who fled Ukraine three years ago to find a new home in the safe embrace of the United States got on a light rail train in Charlotte, North Carolina, bound for home after her Friday evening shift at a local pizza parlor.

Her name was Iryna Zarutska. She was 23, beloved by her family and her co-workers – a talented artist, they say, and a sculptor, who hoped eventually to work as a veterinarian’s assistant. But that night she sat down in front of a man who soon rose up, raised a knife high, stabbed her repeatedly

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