I don't even know what I want/can say here. So many people, so many memories.........Rob-O, nobody can ever say all that needs to be said. My mom was diagnosed with lung cancer in May of 1998; she refused any treatment except for pain, and died in September of 1998. We talked and talked and talked, and it still hurts. Although I guess some "ending" is better than none at all.
Then there are the children: the 2 friends of my daughter who died at 11 and 12, waiting beside the highway until it was safe to cross-----they were hit sideways by a van which was hit sideways by a boy who was late to work and ran a stop sign;there was Wayne and Duane who fell of a No shoulder road and rolled the car due to driver inexperience because Wyoming has no driver ed program; there was Lt. Mark, who was hit sideways by another police officer while they were both chasing an escaped rapist.......so many, so many.

But we get by with a little help from our friends..........