The corner of Dodd and Smith was the first place Mike Brue had to stop upon returning home.
Not the old neighborhood near Baker playground, on St. Paul's West Side. Not the cafe where he and his brother, Scott Patrick, often shared a breakfast when Brue came to town.
On Thursday, a day after Patrick, a 47-year-old Mendota Heights police officer, was fatally shot while making a traffic stop, Brue had to see where his brother fell.
What he found there around 12:30 p.m., 24 hours after the shooting, was a community's outpouring of love. Of respect. Of gratitude. At a makeshift memorial that grew larger with each candle, note, balloon and flower left behind, Brue saw the impact his brother's death had on so many.
"I thought it would help me a little bit, help me understand," Brue said. "I wanted to go by, to see. But, to be frank, I'm still trying to absorb it, the simplicity of it. But I see the symbolism."
What he saw, he said, is a community coming to grips with the loss of one of its own.
"I think they understand the frailty of it all," he said. "That someone can take life in an instant."
By all accounts, it was a good life. Lived by a good man.