Tuesday, July 2, 2013


I grew up in Prescott, Arizona. This week, the whole Prescott community -- those in town and those whose lives have carried them away -- mourn the loss of our own. Our elite. Our heroes. May those 19 members of the Granite Mountain Hotshot Crew rest in peace. Eternal rest grant unto them, oh Lord and let perpetual light shine upon them. May he give peace and comfort to those who mourn.

Charles is also mourning the too-soon death of a cousin.

I know it is sappy, but the truth is this:

It doesn't matter how hard marriage might be. Tell your spouse right now that you love him/her. Text if you have to.

It doesn't matter how completely frustratingly crazy and misbehaving your kids might be. Hug them tight. Look them in the eyes and tell them you love them. Stand over their crib and whisper it if you have to.

Tell your parents, your siblings, your friends.

Life is precious. Too precious.

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