Minneapolis shooting victms named as heartbroken father shares devastating plea

It’s often the gunman who dominates the headlines after a school shooting, but it’s the innocent lives lost who deserve to be remembered. This week, two children were killed in the Minneapolis shooting outside Annunciation Catholic Church and School, and their families are sharing who they were and the joy they brought to the world.

Police identified the victims as 8-year-old Fletcher Merkel and 10-year-old Harper Moyski. At a press conference, Fletcher’s father, Jesse Merkel, spoke through tears about his son. “Yesterday, a coward decided to take our eight-year-old son Fletcher away from us,” he said. “Please remember Fletcher for the person he was and not the act that ended his life.” He described a bright, joyful boy who loved cooking, sports, fishing, and time with family. “We will never be allowed to hold him, talk to him, play with him and watch him grow into the wonderful young man he was on the path to becoming,” he added. “Give your kids an extra hug and kiss today. We love you. Fletcher, you’ll always be with us.”

Harper’s family remembered a vibrant, loving 10-year-old who lit up every room and was adored by her younger sister. “Our hearts are broken not only as parents, but also for Harper’s sister, who adored her big sister and is grieving an unimaginable loss. As a family, we are shattered, and words cannot capture the depth of our pain,” they said. They also asked that Harper’s death not be in vain: “While our immediate focus is on Harper and our family’s healing, we also believe it is important that her memory fuels action. No family should ever have to endure this kind of pain. We urge our leaders and communities to take meaningful steps to address gun violence and the mental health crisis in this country. Change is possible, and it is necessary — so that Harper’s story does not become yet another in a long line of tragedies.”

The attack left 18 others wounded, including 15 children and three elderly adults. Doctors say at least one victim remains in critical condition. Minneapolis Police Chief Brian O’Hara said the suspect, 23-year-old Robin Westman, died from a self-inflicted gunshot wound. Authorities report Westman owned three legally purchased firearms—a shotgun, a rifle, and a pistol—and that more than 100 rifle rounds were recovered at the scene. While no clear motive has been determined, investigators believe a manifesto was posted on Facebook shortly before the attack.

As the community grieves, the families ask that the focus remain on Fletcher and Harper—their lives, their light, and the love they leave behind.

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