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I just read our local paper today and was upset to see that one of my h.s.
boys died in an auto accident. It said he fell asleap at the wheel. Dead at
19. I can't believe it. This boy was one of those kids that hated art when
he walked in the class. He thought it was a waste of time, he said "what
would a farm boy need it for , anyway...." He started changing his mind
after he made a wonderful squirrel. He was so amazed by his own ability!
His confidence increased and his ability to create things so beautiful and
delicate they brought tears to my eyes.
Tomorrow tears will be in my eyes again as I attend his memorial service.
I realize we are going to lose a few along our journey, but it does not get
any easier. Thanks for the place to vent my sorrow. Suzette