December 18th, 2003

Enterprise Bridge


I've known about this for a week, but Paul wanted to keep it quiet so VetMed folks' reactions wouldn't become a distraction during finals week.

I met Joshua once, at Paul and Martha's wedding this past summer. He's a good kid. I was absolutely floored to read the mail last Friday that he had died. I'd just gotten home after what was, to that point, a very good day. But some things not only take the wind out of your sails, but shred them and splinter the mast.

I'm not coming up with much more to describe how I feel than endlessly repeating the word "suck".