I was reading the local paper online this morning, and a follow-up article to a story about an accident that occurred not too far from me identified the victims of the crash. I recognized one of the names, did a little research, and come to find out, was probably the son of a friend that I lost contact with about a year ago. I've known her son since he was 10, and she basically has watched my kids grow up. Through connected acquaintences, I got his step-father's number and it is confirmed he was the one who died. He was on his way to visit his step-father in the hospital when the accident happened. Unbelievable. I'm waiting for his mom to call me back to talk to her. I'm not sure I'll be able to say anything to make her feel better, but I did want her to know I was thinking about her. He leaves behind a wife, two sons, and a step-daughter. He was only 27.