I was living alone, in an apartment in central Toronto, struggling to make ends meet as a professional musician, and had just gotten up. I was heading up the street to go to a restaurant for breakfast and as I was passing a newpaper box, I saw the headline, which stopped me dead in my tracks. I purchased a newspaper and stood there on the street reading the entire story with tears streaming down my face. I was in complete disblief and utter shock and I felt like I had lost one of my best friends. I remember this like it was yesterday. It took me months to get over it, emotionally.