Sorry, Beth. Many years ago, I woke up to the headline in the Sunday AZ Republic describing the brutal murder of one of my former colleagues. While no death is wanted, the sudden aspect of it was horrible. The last time I had seen him was about 2 months previously, when he came to my younger son's naming ceremony, and my final image of him is him holding my 2.5 year old on his lap during the service...
We took our canoe out for the first time this year... just a nice quiet paddle on a local pond, with a picnic lunch. Since it's not sunny out, there were no jet skiers on the pond, which was nice. But, when we were unloading our gear from the car, a bunch of guys on ATVs came barreling through the very hilly, rocky parking area, rode between our car and the next one, and went up a steep hill, like 3 times. I told them to "get a real bike."