Brent

Last week we got the saddest phone call. Our nephew (John's sisters's son) had presumably drown in the Puget Sound in Seattle, Wa. They had not found his body when we got the first phone call, but they had changed if from a "rescue" to a "recovery" search, which was quite devastating. Brent was 21 years old. He was born on my birthday-which was always so cool to me! He spent Thanksgiving with us a couple of years ago because he was going to school in Montana, and could't make it clear home to New Mexico. He was also here last summer with his family for Ashton's wedding. I am so glad that we had those opportunities to spend a little bit of time with him before this tragedy. Since our first phone call, they have found his body- though it did take more than a week to find him. It is good for closure for everyone-yet with the finding, any little bit of hope for a more positive outcome is driven away. It has been a very emotional week filled with all kinds of dread and sorrow, especially for his parents, grandparents and siblings. He was a wonderful person and will truly be missed.