Friday evening I learned that the younger brother of a classmate passed away. His sister in my class was not someone I knew well, nor did I consider her a friend. I did however, have several classes with her in high school and we always got along. I liked her a great deal. I was very sorry to see that he had passed before the age of 40. I am unaware of the circumstances, but regardless what they may have been, it is definitely a shame.
Yesterday, I also learned of the passing of a schoolmate's mom. This woman was one of the most well known members of our little community, and she herself was native. Her family had been through so, so much. Her daughter Carrie (whom I never knew) was killed in a bicycling accident just before starting high school. There was a daughter a year younger than me that I did know, and Maggie was someone everyone loved. It was Maggie's mom that was sitting behind me at a basketball game when I learned our Homecoming queen my junior year, and a good friend of Maggie's, had been killed in a car accident. Just five months later, the family was together before school started when Maggie's dad dropped dead from a heart attack. This family had endured more than most people can even imagine in just six short years. Because of it all, they were very close. I am so sad for this family that they are grieving again, but know that she was suffering at the end. I am grateful for her reconciliation with her husband and beloved daughter, but am sad for those left behind. Keeping them in my prayers.
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