A Brother Lost To Us.

[john1082]

I've buried Brothers, I even presented a flag to a widow.

But the toughest loss was the loss of an undergraduate at Maryland some years ago. We need not go into the details, perhaps sometime in another venue, but not here.

I have never felt so helpless. The undergrads took it so hard. I wish that I could have wrapped my arms around all of them and lifted that shock and sorrow, but as we know, you can't do that. I stood back from the gravesite, next to a Brother and good friend (and a member of the GHZ at the time) and both of us were stunned at the reaction of the undergrads. It was quite troubling indeed for the both of us.

May you never experience what we felt that bright, warm morning, ina Baltimore suburb.