Oof. Got some awful news this morning about a family who lived down the block from us growing up, and who we are still very close with. They had two sons, Luke and Matt. Matt, the younger son, was killed in a bike accident in Chicago about five years ago. He was about 28, engaged, an up and coming chef. It was just a terrible shock, and I'm not sure his mom Barbara, who is an awesome and strong and caring woman, has ever quite come back from it.
Can you see where this is going?
Luke was killed yesterday in an avalanche in Jackson Hole. He was head of the Wyoming Conservation Fund, and an avid skier. I am just wrecked. And I can't even begin to process what his parents are going through right now. It's just so unreal, and so unfair, and it seems like there should be something someone could
do
but there's not and that's not how it works.
Oh Brenda, sending wishes for peace and comfort to all the loved ones. It is unimaginable.
How awful, brenda. My heart goes out to them.
Oh how awful, Brenda. Those poor parents.
I am killing time before my next teleconference begins. If I were smart I'd be doing work. But naaaaah.
brenda, that's terrible. I'm so sorry.
Just to keep it separate: I'm rooting for you, askye, and I hope your return to work goes smoothly. I think a move to NC would be great. ::waves from central NC::
brenda, how utterly shattering for the parents, and for your family, too. When it's said that life isn't fair, it shouldn't mean this kind of shit.
Good Morning, Buffistas. All three of us are now moved in and everyone slept in their own beds. So nice. Today is all about organizing the boxes that moved yesterday into their respective rooms and then getting them unpacked. My goal is to get the living room and kitchen finished.
