Mixing the bitter, with the sweet.
My wife and I mourned the loss of a young life today. He was a joyful young man, and a member of my wife's high school band. Since I've helped chaperone all the band trips over the past two years, I've gotten a chance to know a lot of her students pretty well. This young man was a tad more aloof than the others, and I never knew him as well as I wanted to. Over 100 people crowded into a church designed to seat 30, and though a few attendees were there simply as an excuse to get out of class, it was obvious that this young man was well loved, and liked, by his family and friends. The tragedy is that this young man took his own life, and those who knew him best are suffering from guilt as well. He will be missed.
On a more postive note, the treadmill was delivered as promised today at 2pm. They had to disassemble it in my carport, then reassemble it in my den because it wouldn't fit in the door, but it's there now, and it looks wonderful. It holds my weight, and walks smoothly. I see good things happening with it.