A colleague’s husband died this morning. She’s in her early 50’s, I believe. I don’t know how old her husband was. Their son is around 18 or 19.
Oh, man. Poor Penny. 
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From talking with one of our student workers today, I found out that she (our student worker) was good friends with Myisha Ferrell for years, up until about two years after high school when Myisha got into a bad crowd and into drugs. This student worker, K, said she was up until about 4 in the morning the day that the story broke about Myisha getting arrested in connection with being Cutts’ accomplice in Jessie Davis’ murder.
*sigh*
Ripples. They continue out and out and out, affecting so very many people.
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Sadness.
Holding tight to what I do have, for now, this moment, by the grace of God. I am blessed, that’s for sure.
And holding so many in my thoughts and prayers.
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